Networking

Sometimes, it doesn't matter how low on the ladder a contact can be. He just needs to be able to give you what you need.

During my time at Rumbo, I use to walk through the parking lot across from the Milam, on the Soledad side, every morning. And every morning I'd spot the lot attendant from across the lot. He'd wave and I'd wave back. I think the most we ever said to each other had to do with weather. He was always cool, always courteous and always waved.

I had to run downtown before work to get some pickup shots of the Milam building today and I saw him. We spoke for a bit.

He commented on how he hadn't seen me for a while and asked where I was working. He said he'd heard about all the layoffs and about how he'd heard there would probably be more.

I had my camera and tripod with me so he instinctively asked what I was doing. I told him I just came to get a shot of the building. With that, I went to it.

I got a so-so shot of the Milam and then went inside to get some room tone for the scene with Luis walking to the office.

When I left, I stopped by to say later to the attendant. Now, this may seem kinda fucked up, but I didn't even get his name. But we talked a bit more, shook hands and as I was leaving, he said, "Whatever you need out here, just come and see me in the morning."

Making contacts rules. Making a new friend rules harder.

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