A year ago today I was up, at the ass crack of dawn, after 4 hours of sleep (thank you night shift…I am glad I don’t work in newspapers anymore), and getting ready to go to the airport. When I got to the airport, I did the unthinkable–I made a TSA employee laugh–before 8am. The laughing itself is a skill but before 8am? I should have gotten a freaking medal for that.
I had just enough time to grab an issue of one of the magazines I was interviewing with and my dad and I hopped on the plane. Shortly before 9am the Statue of Liberty came into sight.
It was my first trip to NYC since the age of 9. Running on no sleep and with 3 job interviews in 2 days I was basically a hot mess.
So what have I done in the city since then? Well, I turned down positions at 2 pretty prestigious companies and worked at 3 other pretty prestigious companies. I went apartment hunting and found a pretty sweet place to live. I’ve navigated the subways and the Metro North. I have managed not to kill anyone. And believe me, I’ve had opportunities to do so.
From waking up last year to waking up this year, I’d say I’m doing all right.
*Note: I’m sorry this is lacking any entertainment value but it’s been a busy week over here and I forgot to upload the picture that is kind of integral to what I really wanted to write about. And since it HAS been a year, I thought this was allowed. Plus, I promise to be funny again tomorrow!