Don’t tell Drew Davies this . . .
But I think I decided to work at Oxide Design Co. the first or second time I came to the office. (About ten months before anyone at Oxide actually wanted me here.)
I had kind of a reverse allergic reaction to the place. I walked out thinking, “Yep. There. I should be working there.”
Part of the appeal for me was the chance to work around designers again. It’d been two years since I left Bailey Lauerman, and I missed working in an office with designers and art directors and artists.I remember coming home from a meeting with Oxide — we had a mutual client — and telling my husband, “You know that place on Farnam with the cool sign? I need to make them want to hire me.” (Seriously, don’t tell Drew any of this — it makes me sound Machiavellian. I don’t want him to know I was scoping out the office trying to figure where they could squeeze in another desk.) …