My dad was reading The Art of Happiness by the Dalai Lama on an airplane. His neighbor asked him if it was any good. That’s where it all started.
Turns out he was from Rice, a religious studies major. (He actually knows the guy who masterminded the Willie’s statue escapade!) He was interested in my particulars since my dad said I was looking for work. We met for dinner about a week ago and had a great interview. I took on a little project for them, and they must have liked how that turned out, because I’m now an employee!
For tax purposes, who knows exactly how it’ll look. But I have a monthly salary, and that’s all I was looking for. Prospects look good for long term work there. I couldn’t be more excited.