|My last weekend at my regular job. I became good friends with the guards Because I lots of nights at the office|
By later that year, everything was already going wrong, forcing me to shine my shoes, wear a tie and get a job like all the other adults I knew. I remember Stella who would later become my immediate boss, looking at my well designed resume and having reservations about hiring me; not because I was not qualified but rather the contrary. On paper, I looked like a successful entrepreneur, well on his way to making a tidy fortune but the reality was far from it and it stung.
Behind the confident demeanor, she could tell that I really needed the job and she gave it to me. I wanted to work at a creative agency so bad that I would have taken the position without a pay. Reading David Ogilvy's book on advertising and watching Mad Men had got me animated about advertising.
|I love advertising!|
Then Fred, a work mate, encouraged me to approach the MD of his previous agency and just like that I had a partner. It was an awkward situation because there I was, a rookie with less than 9 months of agency experience talking big game with an MD that had over 20 years experience. Luckily the other agency needed the business just as bad so they accepted, letting Carlos and I run the show. All they had to do was act as a front company while Carlos and I did all the work.
I made sure not to share the contact person at AAR to maintain an upper hand in the deal, that's what kept them at bay.
|I spent that whole summer (June - September 2014) working on my start up Xibra out of my parents servants quaters. The hustle was starting to feel real|
They think about it and even even share them with friends but when it comes down to making the decision and putting in the work in order to get themselves to where they imagine themselves, they allow themselves to hide behind excuses and the comfort of where they are.