It was almost one year ago — on March 5, 2007, to be exact — when I took this picture of PricewaterhouseCoopers' office building at Potsdamer Platz in the heart of Berlin.
I e-mailed the picture that night to Doug Stanley, a friend and former Tribune reporter who had recently joined PwC in Tampa. Perhaps you should learn some German, I suggested. You could be transferred here.
I remember very clearly what went through my head as I took this photograph in Berlin.
I asked myself what it would be like if I were to leave the world of newspapers, the only industry that has ever provided me a paycheck, and risk taking my talents and expertise into another field. I wondered what it would be like to work for an employer that's established all over the world, like my father did with Citibank and American Express. I realized that I have never worked for a company that's been listed on any kind of Best Employers list.
Most of all, I wondered what it would feel like if I were taking a picture of the PricewaterhouseCoopers office building in Potsdamer Platz not for Doug, but for me.
Now if I go back to Berlin, I'll know the answer.
Yesterday afternoon, I accepted an offer to join PricewaterhouseCoopers in Tampa. I gave my two weeks' notice at the Tribune earlier today.
I'm excited about my new position, and that I'll be working once again with the inimitable Doug Stanley.
Taking that picture in Berlin inspired me to think about my career. I didn't set out with the intention of working for PricewaterhouseCoopers. It's a wonderful coincidence, though.
I don't pretend to understand the way the universe works, and that's OK.
I'll be taking lots of pictures of PwC buildings from now on.