[[An airy, well-lit club dining room. Two gentlemen of stately bearing are standing in the foreground.]]
Top Hat: How'd the interview go?
Hatless: It's weird! I thought I did great, but I didn't get the job.
Hatless: I mean, I did EVERYTHING right.
Hatless: Dressed to the nines.
Hatless: Proofread the resume a dozen times.
Hatless: Strong handshake, insightful questions.
Hatless: Even did that "mirroring" thing with body language to build rapport!
Hatless: I don't know WHAT went wrong!
Top hat: were you qualified for the job?
Hatless: Oh GOD no.
{{header: take a stab at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: In Los Angeles, where I live, there seem to have been a lot of people whose dire need for employment somehow trumped the city engineer's need for people who actually knew how to design highway interchanges}}
In Los Angeles, where I live, there seem to have been a lot of people whose dire need for employment somehow trumped the city engineer's need for people who actually knew how to design highway interchanges
The computers tell me it was 20 years ago, June 9, 2006, that I arrived in New York for my first-ever comic convention as an exhibitor, MoCCA.
It was an important trip for me, a milestone in what would go on to become my career.
I wrote a little reminiscence on Patreon (free/unlocked) — including a first-since-then reprint of the photocomics I made at the time, documenting the trip!
Read the rest here: [ 20 Years Ago (In Photocomic Form) ]
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