I came in to work today to clean out my desk and train the new intern, and what a surprise, there were more beers here! I really shouldn’t leave this job, should I?
Double-fisting coffee and beer is everything I’ve learned about PR. T-minus 3 hours until I leave temporary employment, and public relations, behind for a permanent position as a copywriter. I’ll be writing words every day, probably for the rest of my life.
It was nice knowing you, early twenties self.
This weekend, I fly to Indiana to spend five hours with my brother at a beer festival. It’s reassuring to know that some things will probably never change.