thanks to all who commented on my resume. i think it turned out just right.

so, first- the interview. so, when you are greeted with a giant hug, followed by a new notebook and taking notes, saying, you need to firm up your price structure, you need to apply for wbe (women's business esomething, somethign.), do you know xyzresource, we had a great intern doing our graphic design, we were spoiled...
yeah, you could work on this account, yeah, you know adobe, you can do lots of things we need. i could go on. i can't believe it.

36th floor on madison avenue. what a view. right in the real loop.
we talk next week. but i just sent her some stuff that she asked for.
i was even dressed just right. that one i can't believe.

i can't believe it.

so, here is the rest of the oooommmmggggg. some little shit tried to snatch my Iphone on the way home. and don't you know that i was on him like a shot. he had timed the snatch to the door, but i beat it out after him. as he tried to get down the stairs, i yelled at a couple of bystanders to stop him, that he had my phone. they checked him, and i had him by hood. he swung around, and i snatched back my phone!!
but i had left my portfolio on the train and immediately return to the train, which was sitting, but with the doors closed. i pounded on the window, i yelled- I AM GETTING BACK ON THIS TRAIN!! BANG! BANG! BANG BANG!!
finally a guy from the car i was on- which car was i on?- pulled the chord and let me back on. my portfolio was saved. my phone was saved. and i had a patron. a.m.a.z.i.n.g!