Intern Chick

Go to college. Intern. Graduate college. Intern.

Wait, what??

So it's probably not the "normal" path to take, but who said I was a normal chick?  My options are this: Option 1: Sit at home waiting for a job to be created that matches my qualifications.  Option 2:  Intern again and create a job for myself.  To me, the choice is easy on paper.  In real life, it's not so easy.

You know how when you move on to kindergarten from pre-school and you no longer have nap time because you are now a part of those effortlessly cool big kids?  For a long time now, I've been waiting for the moment I can move up that short ladder rung from intern to entry level employee and be a part of the cool kids.  Its not that I didn't enjoy being an intern, but eventually, you just want to move on and move up.  And for me to have a college diploma, and go back to interning?  Its basically the same feeling I got when at 4 years old, even though I'd passed the appropriate tests to be admitted into kindergarten, I still wasn't able to go because I wasn't old enough.  I passed the test of college, but I'm still not allowed entry to the big kid playground.  

I'm trying to look at this in the best, most positive light.  I think of all the opportunities that I can create for myself while interning that just can't come to fruition well I sit at home watching "Gotti's Way" re-runs.  When I think about it like this, the choice is an easy one.  I can do what I love doing, even if its not the path you're "supposed to" take.  God have mercy on the person who tries to belittle me for doing it.

Monday was the beginning of week 4 of "Intern Chick the Bum" and I'm restless.  I've been restless since the 2nd half of week one.  I'm lucky if I find one job to apply to per day, and if you do the math, that's not a lot of jobs I can be considered for.  No one has called me back.  Well that's a lie, one place called me back...they said I'd need to cook and do laundry, I was still on board until they said I'd need to walk the CEO's dog.  Yea, right.

This afternoon I applied for a job that my "alma mater" (ha that feels good to say) had sent an e-mail out about.  I figured it was another e-mail address that I'd send my resume to and it'd get lost in the black hole that is the job pool.  It was for a management company for some music that I'm totally not into, but can we really be picky in this economy?  I'm gonna vote no.  Today must have been my lucky day, I was able to apply for that one and an even more useless sounding job afterwards.  Two hours later, someone from that management company called asking if I could interview tomorrow or Friday.  Heck yea I can!

So my interview is Friday afternoon, I'm expecting a classic disaster, Intern Chick style, but we will see how it goes.  Okay so it's not my first interview but can't we pretend?  I mean, it's my first "real job" interview!