Journal #5609

Good things DO happen to good people.

I went to an internship interview today. I have only went to two interview previously and this one was high stakes. Armed only with basic tips and a flatbook of 25 of my absolute best works in it (Riverpool included, lol). I wear my best with a suit and tie, dress shoes, belt, shaved, combed hair and a light dab of my expensive cologne (not too much, people hate it when you smell like a flower). I arrive at his office after scrambling around for a moment looking for some business building. Turns out its the guy's house and the "shop" is a million-dollar house on lake-front property surrounded by more million-dollar properties. The Vice-President of Operations answers the door... he was in a shirt and shorts (boxers?) and invited me in. The place is stupendously royal with Hawaiian art and posters of Jimmi Hendrix, with a CD collection to boot.

The interview took place on his patio facing the lake. He told me about his company and where they are going and what they are about. After his intro, I hand him my flatbook and he takes a gander at it. He gets half-way, silence so far, and exclaims "Your work is bad-ass!" One of the other workers there give him his pen back, I met him aswell, and he showed the employee my flatbook, he too was very impressed and recommends I work with them on the new project they have undertook. We traded experience and tools-we-know stuff and there he has no problem with the way I do things, in fact, he is allowing me to choose my tools to get things done, either bring them in or he will get them to me somehow.

The rest of the time was meeting the rest of the staff who worked like friends around the guy's home casually. They were all impressed and were eager to see what I could bring to the table. At the end I mentioned transportation was an issue because I have not a car, but only a bike. The guy offered a carpool scenario, and if I wanted to come later and stay later, I could (likely won't though). I exit his "shop" and text my ride who had run off to do errands. The vice-pres comes around in his SUV and asks "You need a ride, buddy?" I declined and said my ride is on the way.

I got a place in a very prestigous group and he plans to keep me there and turn it into a career for me. I'm totally cool with that.

This day has been epic and win.