Wednesday, March 13, 2013
He grew up. He went to the school of his dreams. He fell in love with a certain discipline, a subset of advertising I have yet to understand (statistics are involved, creative research, analysis and ideas), and traveled to Europe to learn more, earned three internships, kept his finger on the pulse of this thing.
Sent out resume after resume, as one does. Had nearly two dozen interviews.
Today he received an offer to do precisely what he wants to do.
There is so much dance in his voice. So much joy.
Mike Yasick, you who cared so much about this kid. Are you up there, pulling strings?
What a very bitter and very sweet week this is.