Washington, DC
The Grateful Dead touring scene was surely no long term plan towards success.
It was time to get serious about either going back to school or getting a job — and opted for seeking some type of entry level job on Capitol Hill. Despite the fact I had no degree, I thought the fact I worked for Reagan ’80 and had the RNC in my background would get a foot in the door.
And despite the fact I had no real contacts in Washington to help me, I was fairly confident I could generate a few interviews if I pounded the pavement.
Turned out I was wrong: I handed out 186 resumes in 186 GOP House offices; after two weeks I received not a single call back.