Scene: Grand St, downtown Los Angeles
It was only one bus ride away from the Brewery. Twenty minutes to arrive. I could practically see the building from the top of the loft I was residing in then.
This was a huge change coming. It was what my father called his daily regimen: a position in a corporate building located in the center of downtown Los Angeles. It was what I’d asked the universe for and it was happening.
I thought back to my time in Chicago back in February. About the story of the stop on the L that formally would announce each stop’s name with “This is” in front of it.
So… this is Grand huh?
I thanked the driver of the bus and walked down the street to the number that would ultimately be my destiny. I had a destination. Little did I know that it would be the next important one.
A woman greeted me as I came into the office. She was warm and sweet. An angel in disguise.
“[The boss] will be right with you.”
My interview went exceedingly well.
“When will I hear from you?”
“You should hear from us later in the week.”
I smiled and shook his hand. A suited chap. My my how I do enjoy gawking at the suited chaps. (But that’s a different story.)
I felt confident as I walked outside and greeted the crisp autumn air. Do you know that feeling when you know you absolutely have no worries or cares about anything? That’s how I felt when I walked out that day. And that’s why I was humbled and happily unsurprised when I got the email the following day asking me to come in for a second interview.
This is Grand.