Matt, 23, Canada, Lover of Jen, News Junkie, Journalist, Photographer, Podcaster, Simpsons nerd, Opinionated curmudgeon.
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I was very nervous [when I started]. They showed me into this office and told me to start writing down some ideas. They left me alone in that office, and I remember leaving after five minutes to go get a cup of coffee. And I heard a crash, and I walked back to the office, and there was a hole in the window and a dead bird on the floor—literally in my first 10 minutes at The Simpsons, a bird had flown through the glass of my window, hit the far wall, broken its neck, and fallen dead on the floor. And I remember [writer] George Meyer came in and looked at it, and he was like, “Man, this is some kind of weird omen.”