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Want to be a Magazine Writer? Get Ready to Grill Chevy Chase and Proposition Boyz II Men

by Yes, I'm A Girl | July 15, 2009 - 7:57am | 0 comments - 4 reads
[inline:drew] Regardless of how much you may or may not love your job, isn't there a tiny part of you that wishes you were doing something else? Perhaps you'd rather be doing something fun like covering football for Sports Illustrated or dangerous like going on an undercover mission in Pakistan or lucrative like running your own hedge fund. In the interest in serving all of your needs, we here at BroBible are committed to helping you follow your career dreams by living vicariously through the people who have your dream job. Each week we will bring you an interview with someone who has, let's face it, a much better job than you. Don't see your dream job? Let us know what it is and we will try our darndest to produce (President of the United States not included). Name: Drew Toal Official title: Staff writer, Time Out New York Unofficial title: Social liability is the unofficial title I've been working with most often lately... Anything else? 28 years old, Scorpio, etc.... So, is this your dream job? No. My dream job was originally either to team up with Ernest Borgnine and be a copilot on Airwolf or form -- with Cal Ripken -- baseball's most lethal double play combination since Tinkers, Evers, and Chance. No? What would you rather be doing? Now? Splitting my time between fishing and reading Proust on the beach while drinking a Bud. Path to said dream job? Working on it. Basically it just takes some balls and a cavalier attitude toward your career. Favorite aspect? Favorite aspect of my job now? It's pretty awesome, actually. I can pretty much come in any time before noon, dress how I want, and I get to review books and talk to celebrities. And while most celebrities are pretty stupid, I do occasionally get to talk to someone amazing (like when I got to ask Chevy Chase who his own personal el Guapo was). I like the people I work with very much on the whole. I get some work mail addressed to me as "Lord Andrew Toal."

Secret pain in the ass aspect? Long hours, shit pay. Stressful deadlines. Poor food choices in the neighborhood. New York can be exhausting. Secret to your success? Not being a half-wit. Not complaining (everyone is replaceable). Talking to everyone, whether they are directly involved with your advancement or not. Not getting too drunk at company social functions (not that I haven't done it. It's just not a good idea). Getting in good with your deity of choice (I suggest Odin). Is it all it's cracked up to be? Yes and no. I get to do some really cool stuff -- like flying airplanes or getting books months ahead of their publication date. Just today I was sent an unsolicited DVD set of "Battlestar Galactica." I got to ask Earl "The Pearl" Monroe if he though being nicknamed "Black Jesus" would offend real Jesus. That's pretty awesome. But, at the end of the day, it's still just a job like any other. Best job-related on-the-job moment? That's a really tough call. Either the time I propositioned Boyz II Men (I asked them if they'd make love to me), or meeting my lovely lady friend -- who was then my boss. Did I mention sleeping your way to the top in the secret to success answer? Best non-job-related on-the-job moment? Beating the dickheads at Comedy Central in media league bowling. Those guys were total cocks, and after we won they look like someone shit in their cereal. So satisfying. Best thing you've gotten from throwing your title around? Lots of free stuff. Movie screenings, a skateboard, a sushi cruise. Whatever. It's a good thing, too, since I can't really afford anything on my own. Any career/life/relationship advice to your fellow bros? Jobs that you think are amazing always have their drawbacks. Most people don't have it completely made. Don't worry so much about the long-term ramifications of your job. Even if most humans won't be around to witness the universe's inevitable heat death, chances are you will be hit by a car or cancer or a foul ball. Just concentrate on what your doing now, do it well, and -- if you're really miserable -- get the fuck out of there. Remember: Fear is the mindkiller. Check out Drew's stuff here and on TimeOutNY.com and Suffer the Gringo.

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