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Wednesday, February 23   >>

ONE YEAR

Today is my one year anniversary at this job.

A year ago today, I was staring at an empty Word document on a computer my boss had assigned to me on my first day. I typed up a bunch of ideas--a wishlist of sorts--in how to bring this relatively unknown company into developing their own internet brand. As an internet nerd of the highest order, I was like a kid in a candy store.

Today, this brand has rather overnight become a top contender to our industry's leading competitors, to the point where we're doubling up on everything (staff, office space, ad spend, etc.) in the coming year. I never knew companies were able to grow this fast. It's fucking abnormal, and I get a kick out of it. As someone who never went to business school or cared much for the finance world, I feel like I can hack anything now.

I grew up a lot (probably too fast in some aspects) and am happy. This job doesn't define me, but it's opened up many great doors (if I had a memoir, the stories...) and it's made me realize that I can, by hacking, create my own destiny in any situation. That isn't empowering. That's fucking power.

But the one thing that makes this all worth while--and yes, it is one thing--is being able to call my mom and say, "Hey, uh, mom, remember that internet thing you said I was wasting my life on all those years? Uh, well, it's paying for your trip to Ecuador SO SUCK IT!" I really did say that to her.