So here’s the thing: I had an experience that was perfect blog post material. I was actually composing it in my head as it was happening to me. I would have called it ‘Job Fail’, and we all would have had a nice laugh about it together. But then I managed to pitch the idea to my editor and got it published. There is something truly beautiful about getting paid for being daft. But here’s the other thing: when I put stuff on my blog, I have a certain luxury of anonymity. I can blather on about things to my own secret club and nobody really notices. After my article was published in the magazine, however, I got an email from one of the chief characters in my fail story, who had recognised himself straight away, despite my attempts to conceal his identity. He was so gracious and lovely, but I wanted to sink through the floor. How mortifying!
Anyway, please read it. It’s called The Hassle of the Hustle (aka “Job Fail.”) and you can find it on page 26 (print page 24) of the April edition. Can you see how I linked to it twice? That’s how much I want you to read it.
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