Leaving Crutchfield
Automated disclaimer: This post was written more than 15 years ago and I may not have looked at it since.
Older posts may not align with who I am today and how I would think or write, and may have been written in reaction to a cultural context that no longer applies. Some of my high school or college posts are just embarrassing. However, I have left them public because I believe in keeping old web pages alive—and it's interesting to see how I've changed.
Today’s my last day at Crutchfield this summer. I’ve really enjoyed the time spent working there, and I’ll miss the people I worked with. (For those of you not familiar with my job, I worked with. (For those of you not familiar with my job, I worked as a web design intern from June 2004 to August 2005.)
Crutchfield was a good experience all around.
Crutchfield was a good experience all around.
Of course, it sets a high standard for future jobs. This isn’t a bad thing, and it may help me separate the good from the bad when I’m looking around.
Of course, it sets a high standard for future jobs. This isn’t a bad thing, and it may help me separate the good from the bad when I’m looking around.
Crutchfield was a perfect introduction to the corporate world. I had had fears of a mind-numbing 9-5 schedule, surrounded by dull, short-sighted, clueless suits. And that’s probably a fair description of some corporate jobs. But my coworkers turned out to be 3-dimensional, dyn
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