Well, I am here. Survived first trips on the subway. Came away from day 1 with stories like a guy licked his own armpits (which was impressive), a man asked why I was crying (which I wasn't) and then proceeded to try and pet my hair (in where I ran fast). The city smells just like everyone said it would and moves just as fast as everyone said it would. But the most interesting thing I have found, no one really mentioned that most people you speak to are more than willing to give information- I have met the most interesting individuals- from Hells Kitchen to Park Avenue. When I just start talking, no one has come across rude or cold, they all seem like they want to help and want to show me why New York is the best city in the world. Will I ever agree that the concrete jungle is better than open grass and southern hospitality? Probably not, just because southern nature is in my blood. But for now, will the city get along with me? Time will just have to tell.
Interviewing is going really well. Have 5 set up next week and getting to the point of the process where it gets down to the nitty gritty. Either they are going to offer me a job or not. There are a few different places with open opportunities for me- and hopefully in the next week- a dream job (or any job) will come down my way.
Peace, Love and the F train
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