To: You
From: Keyona Porshaa`
Mood: Overwhelmed
Place: On the couch by the patio
Song: Beyonce` - Before I Let Go
Color: Light Blue
Subject: Have a little grit, it'll get you far----
A couple days ago, I did a thing. I could not let a new stadium go up in my city and not work somewhere in the building, right?
So, I gathered a close production friend of mine up, printed copies of our resumes out and off into the sunset we were in the direction of the stadium. Construction trucks beeping and in motion all around, we found a free park and waltzed in the front door like we'd been there before. Without asking any questions, not trying to draw unnecessary attention to ourselves, we found the press room, BINGO. We had a name and we knew who to talk to.
Ryan found us first, asked us what he could help us with. A job, Ryan, a job. We told him we needed to speak with his boss and he phoned him down. Well, we had no idea but this just so happened to be opening day and when Boss Man walked in, he look a bit flustered. Not to mention, who was here to see him that wasn't helping but out brush fires.
Hello, we exclaimed. Elevator pitch in 5, 4, 3, 2, [ inhale ] we know you're busy but we heard that we should come down and let you know that we were extremely interested to work in your production room with experience in my university's television station, and athletics broadcast team. All this in the room looks both very nice and familiar. [ Cue resume exchange ] He promised he'd be in touch.
And long story short, I'm working everyday this week except Thursday! Got grit?
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