This was originally written something like 5 years ago or so.
Some days are easy, some days are a challenge.
Everyone has battles and everyone is fighting to find happiness.
I turned 35 today and some aspects of my life are great, others still eat me up inside.
But I like to remind myself the best we can do is the best we can do.
Thank you to everyone who has supported me during this thing called life, onwards and upwards we go.
The Randomness Of Life
On October 20, 2011, I sat down at a New York City McDonalds.
I was tired, frustrated, and very unemployed.
I was living on a friend’s couch on Hoboken, New Jersey, unsure what my future held.
I’d been applying for jobs in New York for the better part of 3 months to no avail.
And those two ladies changed my life forever.
I was tired of sitting in New York City coffee shops, so I decided to switch it up.
I had to say something.
So when the moment was right, I spoke up.
I couldn’t believe it.
And they weren’t lying.
I couldn’t believe it.
It was finally happening.
I was going to be an “assistant negotiator” and start my media career in New York City!
I didn’t get the job.
They told me they’d “keep my resume on file in case something else came up”.
Of course you will.
A little bit after, the friends I was staying with in Hoboken said I had to leave.
I didn’t know what to do.
Time continued to roll on, and it was the same ol' same ol' for me.
December came and it was time to go home for Christmas, and probably for good.
Completely defeated, I booked my train ticket home.
I picked up- it was one of the ice cream cone ladies.
They wanted me to come in for another interview on that Wednesday.
I of course said yes.
I interviewed with two new women- Gail and Susana.
I didn’t know how it went, I hadn’t a clue how anything in media worked.
I should have watched more Mad Men to prepare, that’s my fault.
I figured that was it.
I sent another follow up email on Tuesday, January 3rd.
I got a reply back a few hours later:
Happy New Year!
Thanks for your message.
You will hear from us soon.
I didn’t hear back that week.
The dream was over.
I was ready to move on with a new chapter of my life.
It was too good to be true.
Moving to New York without a job, a plan, or much money.
Living on couches, working in coffee shops, meeting your future employer at a McDonald’s.
And then, wouldn’t you know it, I got an email.
I got the fucking job.
It didn’t pay well…at all.
$35,000 a year to work in NYC is not a lot of money.
I was very poor!
I didn’t care though, it happened.
Someone was going to pay me to work at their company.
It’s absolutely insane that one tiny, supposedly meaningless decision changed my entire life.
And the irony of it all?
My first day at that media agency was my first day that I ever read Barstool Sports.
All because I sat down at that fucking McDonald’s.
So why’d I tell this story?
When will you get your dream job?
When will you meet the love of your life?
You never know when you’re going to find yourself in the right McDonald’s at the right time.
