Friday, November 25, 2005

Robert Frost would be proud. I didn't even take a road.

I did actually go to that interview with FCB. It went so well that I was positive I was gonna get an offer. After a polite thank you note, I was asked to come up with 3 ad campaigns, and I did. With the help of my sister's expertise in Diabetes, my creative muse really shouted. An excerpt...

Humulin Insulin- Lilly Diabetes
Picture: There's a young girl (5 years) in a party hat looking very squeamish. A small square of yellow cake without frosting sits in front of her and a vile of insulin that she can't take her eyes off of. Smiling children with generous servings of cake surround her.

Headline: Her life is rarely a piece of cake.

Background: Humulin is an insulin that regulates immediate sugar intake for up to four hours of the day... however special her day may be.

The office of this agency, FCB, was a showroom for clients, the employees were laxed and yet hard working at the same time, and my interview seemed spotless. Later in the day, I got a call from Lisa in Puerto Rico. She asked me if I was still available to teach, and I said yes, of course. I wanted to throw all the coal in the fire, and that is exactly what I did. I was feeding the fire to both my dreams of becoming a copywriter and a windsurfing instructor/(pro windsurfer shhh...) To pull the Puerto Rico gig down a notch, I emailed the Blue Dolphin Water Sports rival, Vela Uno, and I asked them how credible BDWS was as well as some other random PR questions. He answered freely and didn't help me even out my pros and cons. I asked him how healthcare works, and he listed some options, all were less than I'm paying now. I asked him about taxes, and apparently, everyone gets paid under the table. I asked him how many times a month does he need to wear a sweatshirt and pants, and he responded with "Pants? Weather? What's that?" I was going to include the readers of the G-lines newsletter and take a poll as to which one I should select, but I had to make this decision myself. So, I asked myself if I should take a job in Puerto Rico, 600/ week plus 50% commission on guaranteed lessons (45 per hour), paid apartment no taxes, low healthcare, paid airline ticket, paid trip to Long Beach to train with other windsurfers. And then I rebooted with the job in New York, with people that I've met before that I like, 45K before taxes, no apartment, benefits taken out of my paycheck. This was tricky, because this was the job I went to school for and the job full of built-in opportunity with a record for a fast pay raise. I didn't ask my colleagues, because I asked some random person, and they said, "Think about the job with the most opportunity." What opportunity? The opportunity to be happy or the opportunity to make more money? I chose happiness. The most successful entrepreneurs say, "Do what you love and the money will come." So, I'm leaving for Puerto Rico on Wednesday, November 30th. I have my notable high school reunion tonight, which I will prepare for now, and then tomorrowi pack my uncle Jack's army bag full of summer clothes and two pairs of pants. To justify my decision... when Lisa called me, she asked me how the weather was in Boston. It was that bitter cold November day that was sandwiched between two record breaking fall days, so I responded with "It's cold, too cold to think of windsurfing." And she said "My God, we got to get you out of there." And early in September, I was encouraging a fellow windsurfing friend to follow through with his plan to work in Bonaire (the windsurfing capital of the world,) and he said pointing to our board shorts, "Liz, look at us! We're different. We weren't meant to live in Boston, or any other cold city. We were meant to windsurf and live the lifestyle of a pro-windsurfer. How long do you plan on wearing those board shorts?" I said until it's too cold. And he informed me that there are some places out there, where people wear board shorts year round. I welcome the city that promises to never let me experience cold feet, winter legs and fear that my wet hair will freeze.

And after seeing the first frost, which was months ago, I experienced the worst glare that a windshield could offer. and I thought, can't I make a glass that reduces the index of refraction, so a light can't hit the glass and reflect of of every nook that the frost left? As of Wednesday around 7PM, It's not my problem.