You know how there are times when higher forces can't decide whether Cleveland should be 77 degrees and sunny or 35 degrees with winds that can relocate your typical clan of dwarves (There are typical dwarf families)? Yeah, that was pretty much my day: a ceaseless, ebbing and flowing revolution of emotional peaks and valleys. It began with a downright comical editorial meeting and culminated with me sitting at my desk, staring at a screen, and contemplating my future. Overall, a pretty STACKian day.
Much like the students at Hawken School, employees at STACK seem to come to work with just a little more pep in their collective step on Fridays. This leads me to believe that TGIF accurately applies to just about anyone with 10 fingers and 10 toes. Wisecracking Senior VP, Josh Staph, came in with an all too relatable anecdote about misrecognizing a face and just going with it. Mistaking a veiled, green shirt-sporting man for Andy Haley, a STACK writer, Josh jestingly yelled, "You're late." The man turned his head and made eye contact with Josh. Josh then realized he'd made a mistake, but chose not to correct it as he believes that, "you're always late." Typical Josh.
After the meeting, the day didn't really pick up until after lunch. During the morning I spent a lot of time bouncing between PED research and interesting articles about the state of the media world. Gawker.com published an interesting and slanderous article about what it's like to work at Vice.com.
The day picked up again when I visited Brian. It was originally just supposed to be a quick check-in, but it ended up being a thirty or forty minute conversation about his path into journalism and his thoughts on a set of wide ranging topics. In my opinion, conversations like those are the greatest part about project. He's a professional who's been in the field for a number of years and he gave me about an hour of his time just to talk. It was a great experience.
Once again, the day stagnated for a large chunk of time after our conversation. Not hearing back from sources is incredibly frustrating. However, I was blindsided with an awesome surprise as the day had just about ended. The Red Sox's PR guy got back to Brian and gave the ok to my interview with Breslow. The good news is, come Tuesday, I'll be able to check off "Interview professional athlete" from my bucket list. The bad news is that I have no clue how to conduct this interview. That being said, there's little doubt that I'll willfully sink aboard my ship of pride if I completely botch this thing.
Electric in the air.
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