The day after my birthday, I woke up feeling alert and incredible, so that’s just a win right there that I feel we should acknowledge. It did not last long, as I did not have time to eat my bagel for breakfast before our morning meeting began, so there was some slight famine-induced dizziness, but it was cured after the first pizza slice at lunch. We learned the ropes of all things involved in network branding, rebranding, and marketing content from the inside out. We saw the motion graphics department at work, talked to the PAs about their creative development and freedom, got a glimpse of a killer work/life balance, and learned a few priceless lessons to us young professionals from the man who runs the show.
After the meeting which was already right in Times Square, I walked over to Drama Book Shop, which is owned by Lin-Manuel Miranda and sells written works for actors, playwrights, and super-fans such as myself. I took my time there, sitting down to flip through certain plays that have been off Broadway for years now but I once used as monologue fodder in my theater days. I took a stroll through Central Park, the southeast corner of which is directly across the street from our hotel, and belted some “Out Tonight” from Rent while no one was in my vicinity. That’s kind of something I’ve always wanted to do. Once I got back to the hotel, I hit the happy hour with the girls and then we mobbed to the nearest wine rack to buy some refreshments for the Chapman alumni gathering a few blocks away. I met people there who spanned one to twenty years since graduating, and it was inspiring to hear what they had accomplished in their time since moving to New York. Some were producing films, or had started their own company, or had just landed their dream job. There was another travel class of current students there as well for the Creative Producing major, and a few of them and a couple of us merged after the event to hit the Ivy around the corner. The bartenders there have to be some of my favorite New Yorkers so far; if they wanted us to dance, they’d show up on the floor to make us top their act. When Keely announced that it was both our birthdays, they slid tequila fixings down the bar with no questions asked or IDs procured. They played a wildly confusing variety of music, which was hyping us up before immediately chilling us out and then stretching our singing abilities until we were lolling our arms about to the languid timbre of a marimba. It was literally keeping us on and off our toes. I like places where I can have a quiet conversation one minute and get sucked into a heavy dance battle the next. It’s a tall order I guess, but New York served it up, and who were we not to indulge?
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