On the 12th floor of the Midtown Sy Syms building sits an executive director, Marc Goldman, blond-haired, photos of his wife and child adorning his desk, available for a friendly conversation or a kind word. For he is not just any executive director, but the executive director of The Career Development Center.
I first met Marc Goldman when I decided to give an informational speech on requesting a kosher meal for a business function. Marc Goldman became my interviewee. I had no paper with me; Marc Goldman supplied some.
Fast forward a few weeks later. It has been weeks since I last promised to write Marc Goldman a friendly email, just to say hi. I promise to write an email that day, the same day I see him at the Career Fair, presiding over the Career Fair domain as only an executive director can. For some strange reason, I get the impression that if this were any era before the 1980s, he'd be carrying around a thick cigar and glancing at a gold pocketwatch every now and then--simply because, as executive director, he could.
While the promised email may not have come on Friday, I am making it up to Marc Goldman with not only an email but a blogpost, even though I use this blog rather infrequently.
So here's to you, Marc Goldman. Every conversation with you inspires me to want to put on my H&M suit jacket and find steady employment.
