Meeting Niero for the first time was as awkward as anything I�ve done socially for the first time. I tried to pretend to play it cool, wherein I ordered a coffee, sat at a random table and waited, thinking I had gotten to the designated location before him. I tend to show up early to interviews for jobs because I�m not charismatic enough to appear late and act as if it were intentional. Several minutes passed before I noticed a dude chilling at a corner table with a Destructoid messenger bag. I made a few hesitant steps towards his table, and when he looked up I asked, �Niero?�
In the rain and blustery wind.
Tomorrow: Part III - Welcome to the SF Events Team