Monday, June 7, 2010
My first reporting job out of college was in Durango, Colorado. It was an emotional time. I was leaving the place I grew up and everyone I knew to live by myself in a tiny town known for its skiing.
I am a horrible skier.
As I headed out of town to start my broadcasting career I passed SDSU and the KPBS sign soaring above Interstate 8. I told myself that I’d find my way back some day. And when I did I would be working at KPBS.
Fast forward about five years and I found myself at a public radio station in Cincinnati, Ohio. I liked my job but it was time to move on. One day there was a posting for a Metro Reporting position at KPBS. I had my application in the mail before I finished reading the job description and managed to get an interview.
I’ll never forget the night I got the call from the station. The woman on the other end thanked me for applying and then paused a little bit. Never have three seconds lasted so long. It was like being on a game show and not knowing if you’ve won! But then she offered me the job. I was so thrilled!
Within a matter of months I packed up my things, left the snowy Midwest and made it to San Diego sunshine by Christmas. I had done it. I had landed my dream job.
Almost two years in and it still feels unreal. I’m thankful every day to be working at KPBS and I hope I’m here for many years to come.