I was sitting in this fellow’s office, and he was absolutely lording it over me, and I wasn’t even sure why.
I’d gotten to know the owner of a small media company in Little Rock, and he’d wanted me to meet his director of production. I went over to the studio, got introduced, and then sat down in the fellow’s office to get to know him.
Here I was, the naive 24-year-old freelancer, confused as heck.
I was just a camera guy. I made websites on the side. I was broke, had a lot of acne, weighed 145 pounds, and just wanted to hang out around some other media nerds. I was no threat.
Yet somehow that didn’t matter – I was fresh meat and this guy was out for the kill.