Intern Chick

I came in and was given an overview of the company priorities and then shadowed one of the employees for a few hours. I had only sat at my new cube for 5 minutes before I was already answering the main line for the office, fielding calls and answering questions the best I could. I found this to be much less nerve wracking when regular people are calling instead of executives I've idolized since I was 9.

Then I worked on a spreadsheet for the rest of the day, filling in the blanks and posting the company priorities on the internet.

Maybe I was happy to join the rest of the living this morning, but there was one thought I couldn't chase out of my head all day. I went from working in the music industry to now just being one of the thousands of people who want to work in music and don't.

I feel like I just walked blindly into mediocrity.

At 8 AM this morning, I hopped in the shower, but because my tub is so old, the hot and cold knobs merely adjust the speed at which the water comes out, not the temperature.  After turning the knobs all the way to high I realized I was going to create a man made lake in my bathroom if I didn't turn down the pressure.  The only problem with that was the knobs were stuck and when I say stuck, I mean they weren't budging.  I would've been fine to leave it until I was done showering, but the water was coming out so hard that it was creating a wind tunnel in the shower and my newly purchased shower curtains from Jack's 99 cent store were whipping and whirling around like a tornado was passing through my bathroom!  After standing naked outside the shower now, using my 2nd or 3rd tool to help me, I was starting to think I'd have to leave the shower running all day.  I finally got it.  I should've known then that this was a sign for the day I had ahead of me.

I got to work 10 minutes early, just like they taught me at school.  The only problem is, normal rules do not apply in the music industry, and I ended up sitting on a couch for over half an hour waiting.  Finally I met who I'd be working for in the marketing department and after talking to me, he realized that the product they were marketing was something I had no interest in, so they moved me over to music publishing.

This was great until I thought for a moment and remembered that I hate publishing.  Not only do I hate it, but I know nothing about it because when I learned about it in school, I didn't pay attention because I told myself it was something I wouldn't be caught dead doing.  But there I was, schmoozing with the publishing assistant, lying through my dolphin teeth (I have exceptionally small teeth, btw) that I was just rusty on my publishing basics.  After learning the phones, he sent me back to my place to get my computer so that I could actually do work.  The next 5 hours consisted of me checking my phone every 20 minutes to see if it was time to go home yet.  And pointless trips to the bathroom whenever I felt that my eyes would no longer stay open.

It was the longest, boring-est, painful-est day of my life.  

I usually hate all my jobs when I first start them, but this one is definitely at the top of my list.