Intern Chick

Originally I told Vin my last day would be the 18th and I stuck to my guns until he told me he was in a tight spot and that no one would be around to cover the phones on the Monday and Tuesday before Christmas Eve.  If he couldn't find anyone, he was going to have to cancel his flight home and stay in New York.  I felt bad and said I could work Tuesday, but had already told Internship #3 I would work that Monday.  He really seemed to appreciate it and in my book, the whole point of being an intern is to make your boss' life easier.  So if that means shortening your break so they can enjoy theirs, than so be it.  Don't think I didn't complain to my friends about having to work though.

Your "last day" is always nice and you don't even have to do anything except tell everyone its your last day.  Mine was particularly weird though because I was the only one in my department that was there...no Vin, no Big Boss, just me, the phones, and a new book. It was really slow at the office, not much was really going to happen the day before Christmas Eve, but Big Boss insisted someone be there anyway.  I did save the day for one of our producers though, when a royalty check came for him and I went and deposited it into his bank account.  It felt good to be able to handle the whole thing on my own and knowing that my bosses I'd be able to get it done.  The phones probably rang three times the whole day.  The third call was the Big Boss.  She was calling to check in and ask if anyone had called.  No one had really called with anything important so I said no, and she said...do yourself a favor, lock up in an hour and have yourself a merry Christmas.  I said thank you and said it was nice working for her, you know, all the usual courtesies and hung up.  I looked at the clock and realized it was 5:30.  That meant I could leave at 6:30, a whole half an hour early.  

Wow, Big Boss, you shouldn't have!

At 6:30 exactly, I collected my final stipend, closed my computer and cleared off my desk for the last time and walked out the door.  It took me about 20 minutes to hail a cab for Grand Central and I settled in for a long ride home of reflecting and reminiscing.