Monday, April 11, 2011
A girl and a mustache
But let me clarify what I mean by this. I've decided that the girl I marry will let me grow a mustache. I feel like that previous sentence also needs to be clarified. I do not want to grow a mustache. I appreciate a good mustache as I stated before, but I do not personally need to grow one. So why even bring it up? Well, I would like the assurance that if I ever wanted to grow a mustache, I could. That says so much more.
This might seem crazy, and sometimes when I say it loud, I agree. But for the type of girl I am looking for, she will understand the weird obsession that men have with wearing a nice little blanket on your upper lip. I know that I personally do not look respectable while I have one, nor do most men. This is obvious. Sometimes, though, it's about more than outward appearance. A man with a mustache is much funnier than a man without one. It says something about a man's character to walk around in public with one. But it says a lot more about the girl on his arm.
Any girl that understands this is welcome to apply for the job. I let my mustache do the talking.
Future, here I come
Graduation is just over a week away. For a long time, I didn't know where I'd be when school ended. But the right place came around and I couldn't be more stoked about it.
And as long as we're being honest, I still have no idea what the letters stand for. But that doesn't matter, because everything else is just what I I was looking for. AKQA is ideas first. They are all about innovation.They are a fairly small sized shop, and the creative department is a really close knit group. I feel like I am going to fit in just fine.
I contacted the recruiter through Twitter and found information about applying for internships. She asked me to send her my portfolio. A few weeks later, they contacted me about doing a phone interview with one of the teams from the DC office. The three guys I interviewed with were super awesome and I got an awesome vibe from their office. I've always found myself in a niche area for advertising, and everything they talked to me about seemed right down my alley. They said it might take a few days for them to make a decision, but that they felt comfortable letting me know that it was just between me and one other person. And the next morning, I had an email with an internship offer to join them.
So from June to August I will be a resident of our Nation's Capitol.
Come visit if you'd like. Or not. Whatever.
Just don't fax me please.