When I was in my early 20’s, I was a secretary at a disreputable art school in San Francisco. I supported the Graphic, Advertising, and Computer Design departments. I moved between departments during the day and tried to look industrious. My favorite boss was the Graphic Design director. He had previously worked at a design school in Pasadena and felt he was too good for the place (spoiler: he was right). He was known to be difficult, and frequently was in a fit of pique. […]
Get Your Own Damn Coffee
Between the Dark and the Daylight by Ed Gorman, ed.












