It’s hard to say goodbye. I’ve spent exactly 14 weeks here. Yet I only have few more days before heading to Phoenix before coming back to New York. My first impression of San Francisco is “cold like hell”. As someone who spent the last 3 summers in New York, I was not expecting this kind of weather. Over the past 14 weeks, my weekly routine is almost the same: work hard Mon-Fri and play hard Sat-Sun.
My typical week started with a Monday full of meetings. As an intern, I found my Monday schedule horrifying, or as my coworker often said “horrendous”. I could hardly get anything done on Monday. I felt the pain of FTEs or managers, who often had 5x more meetings as me. But as my manager said, Monday is the best day to set goals for the whole week. I usually had lunch at around 12:30pm by went up one floor through the emergency exit, got food and went outside to the patio. Lunch finished by a quick detour to get tea, sour patch kids and TCHO chocolates and back to my floor though another stair. Occasionally there were popups with tiny proportion of treats, like ice cream, s’more and pie. We went to a bar almost every week and had team lunch each month.
During weekend, I either went to South Bay to visit my friends, or stayed in the city to explore food and drinks. I’ve been to countless number of coffee shop, found some good ones (Four Barrel!, Philz!) and also not so good ones. But none of the Vietnamese restaurants in the city is as good as in New York.
I met so many people there, from many different ages and backgrounds. Each and everyone of them had something I want to learn about. My team only had 5 people and we work closely to get things done. This brought back so many good memories from my time at Cazoodle, working with Agent Platform team. Familiar environment, familiar people and familiar kind of fun. What I could not have during my Ph.D.
Anyway, it’s time for me to leave. I’ll be back, picking up what I left off, finish it and dream about coming back here someday.