My first few weeks of business school felt just like high school again, except there were ten times more people in my lectures, none of which I knew. (The Tempe campus at Arizona State University is one of the ten largest campuses in the country.)

It felt dark and cramped, like this:

I felt alienated. This felt like the opposite of what I’d envisioned.

Granted, for most students, the first couple years of college are packed with “gen ed” courses—nothing specific to your major. This is a flaw in college itself, but that’s for another story. 😋

Still, I’d envisioned a much more collaborative and creative experience.

I continued along like this, unsatisfied with my classes, until spring semester, when I set a meeting to speak with my counselor. Within a few minutes, she understood I would probably fit much better in a design program and made the recommendation that I switch majors.

As you might guess, the thought of design school made my heart race—how hadn’t I thought of that myself before?! I went into a Business Marketing major because I wanted to be in advertising—but I wanted the creative parts of advertising, like designing the ads. Not courses described like this:

Comparatively, design school sounded like angels singing from above:

So, with a skip in my step, I rounded out my last days in business school. I put in the minimum amount of effort to just get by in my economics and CIS classes. And I focused instead on finding a cool design internship to get a head start on my new path.

Right from day one, I felt like the studio concentration was exactly what I’d been looking for. It felt like high school art class on steroids—everyone was serious about being in the class, the professor had tons of industry experience, and the curriculum was highly hands-on.

Wouldn’t you feel right at home working like this?

I made friends, collaborated on assignments, learned techniques and the history of graphic design. I worked part-time at

I also happened to be living with some friends in a classic college house—parties every weekend, and way too much distraction to be a good student. 🙈 By the end of the school year, I hadn’t put much effort into either my capstone project or my final review projects, one of which consisted of meticulously drawing dozens of gradient lines and typographic elements with a hand-cut carpenter’s pencil.

Needless to say, cramming these projects together in the last four days of the semester was not the way to stand out from the other 200 first-year students to become one of the mere 45 selected to continue in the Graphic Design concentration for the remaining three years.

Needless to say, I didn’t get into the program.

I was pretty upset at the time, but I didn’t let it stop me. With the help of my advisor once more, I switched to a Design Management degree—something between Graphic Design and Business Marketing, minus the design studio classes. This solution was perfect since it took into account the business school credits I’d already accumulated, and allowed me to graduate in four years after all.

Despite the fact that my major (Design Management) was a non-studio concentration, I still wanted to take some classes available only to the “studio students,” like Graphic Design majors. I spoke with my advisor about this, who admitted that I’d only be able to take studio courses if a professor approved me.

So, with a chip on my shoulder, I reached out to one of the professors teaching a “restricted” course and simply asked her if she would approve me to be in the class. I shared my enthusiasm for the subject and the reason I hadn’t gotten into the program. I was honest about why I hadn’t made it (partying, ugh) and what I had learned from the experience.

As you might have guessed by the title of this section, the professor approved me! I was thrilled and started that same week.

Never forget the power a simple ask can have—if you want something, there’s almost never any harm in asking.

Being in this studio-major-only session gave me access to some particularly interesting information. It also gave me connections to classmates as well as the speakers invited to come in and share lessons with us. And, most importantly, it exposed me to something special: the Phoenix Portfolio Review.

I didn’t wait until college was over to weasel my way into the industry—and you shouldn’t, either. Design jobs and internships aren’t unlimited, so if you want a spot, you’d better go get it fast. The best time to start was yesterday—the next best time is right now.

In summary, the portfolio review was my chance to connect with industry pros, and I made a point to meet everyone I could, to take the right business cards (rather than give mine and never hear back), to have a handshake as strong as my personality, and to make a generally good impression.

Above all, I had my sights set on

Moses, Inc.

I made sure I got face time with Matt Fischer, their Creative Director at the time, and he invited me to tour the agency’s downtown Phoenix offices! I was thrilled.

I tried to have the same level of connection with the other industry pros at the event, but I knew it would be too busy for me to stand out much. I’d need to do something more in order to have my chance.

By the end of the night, I was already typing up thank-you emails to the professionals I’d met. I sent them out immediately and got a couple short responses back. I knew I needed to do more, though.

A couple weeks later, I’d found some job listings online and used them as an excuse to reach back out to my new connections. I followed up to find out if their agencies were still hiring for any of those positions.

Reaching out to ask, “I see you’ve got a job listing for X. Is this position still available?” is great for several reasons:

I also reached out to Matt at Moses to schedule a time to go check out their space. We settled on a date, and I continued on my job hunt. Three weeks later, it was time to visit Moses.

The story continues:

Moses, Inc.