As you can clearly see from the pictures above, our tiny baby two-pound-one ounce daughter wants to hire Rob Young. Who is Rob Young you might ask? He’s a chum from down South who was caught up in an unfortunate series of events known as The Collapse of the Economy and The Newspaper Industry Phantasmagorphic Fubarpalooza.
In short, as he points out on his blog, he went from this:
to this: , employment-ly speaking.
Most recently a writer for The Post and Courier in Charleston, S.C., Rob also worked for the same paper as yours truly during the golden age of newspapering in eastern North Carolina—1999 to 2003. (Read whatever significance you will into the fact that those dates directly correspond to my time newspapering in eastern North Carolina.) I could say a lot about his gifts as a writer but in the interest of brevity I’ll say only this: Dude once conducted an interview with a Miami Subs drive-thru window employee by asking one question, recording the answer, and then driving around again and asking the next question, repeating this process until the interview was completed.
Our baby knows talent. If you do, too, you’ll hire Rob Young. Or at the very least read robyoung4hire.com. Because if you don’t, you’ll make our baby cry. And you don’t want that on your conscience.