This is about a terrible decision I made three years ago, and what happened to my life afterwards.
This is one of those articles I really shouldn’t be writing because of what it could do to my “personal brand.”
But you know what? F**k a personal brand.
This is who I am. This is a decision I made. If it stops one person from doing the same, my job is done.
Meeting my future wife
Five years ago I started dating a girl from my college. She was beautiful and actually treated me well (unlike every other girlfriend I ever had).
After six months of dating with little to no arguments at all, I knew I was going to marry her. She was just a beautiful soul that was easy as hell to love.
Then I got an email.
It was from Disney. They were reminding me of something called the Disney University Program — a four–eight month internship in Walt Disney World for students from around the globe. I dreamed of working at WDW since I was 16, and without much of a prayer I decided to apply.
Within 10 minutes I was invited to do a “web screening” with about 150 multiple-choice questions. 30 minutes later I was invited to schedule a phone interview — the last step of the process.
The whole damn thing took me an hour. I couldn’t believe it. I found out later that 80 per cent of people don’t get past the web-screen, and I blew through it in 30 minutes.