This week was a big week.
- I interviewed with a New York tech firm specializing in health care.
- I had a second interview with the aforementioned firm.
- I procured the entire West Wing series for my viewing pleasure.
- I suspended my CrossFit membership for financial reasons.
The interviews went extremely well, and I presented some new outreach ideas which hadn’t previously been considered by the marketing team. I wanted to send a thank-you note to the five or so people with whom I spoke, but even a rush-delivered card would have arrived next week, and I didn’t wish to wait that long. So I called up a florist in SoHo and told them about my predicament. Since I didn’t want to deliver flowers, they selected a small desk trinket which could be paired with a personalized note. So I sent that. I’m not sure how many people send gifts as a post-interview thank-you, but I hope it was well-received.
If all goes well, I may be moving to the big city before the month is over. This means I’ll be in New York for my birthday on the 29th. I’m grossly unprepared to move, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I know approximately five people in the city, two of whom I was with in college, one is a colleague I met online, one is a friend of a friend I partied with in Paris, and the last is a bartender who served me several beers on my last trip in November. Quite a network, I know. If I’m offered the job, I’ll likely pack a couple bags, leave my car here, and get on a jet plane.
In professional news, I completed the web event and contest project I was working on over the holidays, and now I’m just left with the tasks of migrating the community to the main site and writing a case study to present the data. I learned a lot from this experience, and it was neat to work with a client that wasn’t a brick and mortar location with things like store traffic to worry about.
So with any luck, these are the last few entries I will be writing from Texas. Once in the Big Apple, I’ll likely start a new series to document my experiences. I’ll also likely never call it “the Big Apple” ever again.