When I graduated from the great institution that is Texas Tech University, I made one grave mistake.
With my degree in hand, a variety of internships on my resume and polished clips in my portfolio, I brazenly waltzed my way to a small town in Texas for an interview with the local newspaper. An infinitely more rural community than my native stomping grounds of Austin, this town seemed almost beneath me, and before I even answered the first interview question I was already deciding whether or not I would accept the job.
Two weeks later, I got a call from the editor-in-chief informing me of their decision to go in another direction.