Monday, March 13, 2006


Live your internship through me at Good Cheese Comes From Happy Interns

The Proxy
My supervisor was not in today. Instead, she gave me directions over the phone. I had to pick up some tapes and get them back to the editors (they call them Mr. Ed) in order to make a montage by tomorrow morning.

He wasn't that happy to see me.

I picked up the tapes from the Valet at my bosses condos in Marina Del Ray. That place was sexy.

I also got to send another e-mail to The Client (I chose to capitalize The Client, maybe I should consider spelling it with a "_" as in "The C_t") It is cool, but scary. Every time I press send my heart drops, and I know i fucked up, misspelled something or accidentally sent them porn.

usually it turns out I was over reacting (usually).

Finally I spent the rest of the afternoon copying a folder, exactly as it was handed to me. ("with the stickies and handwritten notes exactly as they are on here") which at times meant 2-sided copies of the notes taken on the back of pages. Plus, it was highly delicate information, so I was cautioned not to let anyone else see what I was copying.

The result was me looking like I was stealing confidential information, good thing no one knew that I am black...


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