Mornin’. Merry Pubski!
After quitting my lackluster sales job, I managed to land a position with a non-profit near me. Now, instead of peddling some ironically “shady” solar panels door to door, I spend my days researching misleading or false advertising, compiling examples, and helping our legal team will to file complaints with the relevant agencies. Other roles: filing all of our media mentions, reviewing the legislation we are asked to endorse, adding to our website (WordPress HTML, but unlike the last project I had to do on WordPress this one wasn’t first coded by a stoned radio DJ), and more. In short, it’s kind of a dream job, and my partner and I are shifting other dreams to various back burners in order for me to keep it. Edit: My big project right now entails going after MLMs for misleading/false income claims. There’s a big one I’m working on right now that targets young men all across the developing world. It entails infiltrating their social media and marketing by pretending to be a struggling young man in need of direction (what a stretch...) and saving everything I can. In a couple months, we’ll file our complaint with the FTC.
The Superb Owl happened. But maybe more importantly, pitchers and catchers report in 7 days!?
It’s been my first winter in New England, and we have avoided winter almost entirely. Rhode Island had sharks because of how much warmer the waters were last year. Global warming is wild, and it is so frustrating sometimes to be an American in the midst of this (as well as the bigger headline news these days). Part of the reason I am so appreciative of this job is that it has given me new drive to try for elected office in the next few years. Hopefully that won’t be too late.
Oh yeah, and galen gave me a copy of The Art of Fielding, which I’ve been tearing through. Highly relatable for any young man who grew up in the rural US, I think.