Save the Intern |

Instead of calling my mother calling me today, I called her. I got a job. Well it’s an internship, but the lady who hired me told me if I do well this summer I get a job. It’s at a pretty standard company, but I know it’s legit because people get dressed up for work every day and the older folks have BlackBerrys. Right now I have to do general office duties. I told her I had experience in general office duties, but my experience is just common sense. I think I can handle answering phones, faxes, and sorting through mail. It’s funny how much my office resembles the office from the show The Office (Yes, I just used the word office three times in the sentence…actually if you count everything before the period, four).

I start Thursday and it’s crazy to say, but I’m excited to go to work. Since college I’ve been waiting. Waiting to start supporting myself financially, waiting to do something that could set me up for the future, waiting to tell people that I have a job that doesn’t involve me testing video games. Also, I can finally start looking for a place instead of being a temporary guest and my friend’s house.

Faithful readers don’t fret I get a computer at work so I can keep posting on my blog, when I’m not video snacking. Video snacking is a sweet term I learned the other day for watching videos during your lunch break. I’m sure after I’m a working man I will pick up some excellent new terms, which I will be sure to share with all of you asshats.