I admit, the first two days of my internship were not happy days. I was…extremely disillusioned, I suppose, and definitely not thrilled about what I was doing. And I despised the phone that was a foot away from me, with its tangled cord and horrid little beeping button things. :shiver: I didn’t touch it for the first day, having given myself a reprieve. The second day, I wasn’t so lucky. As soon as I walked in, I was given directions to make a few phone calls. More phone calls followed a few hours later.
I was terrified. I hate the phone, I really do, and I particularly loathed this big black phone. Holding and transferring and … ugh…phone stuff. I just don’t like it. If everyone was perpetually connected to email, I would be so much happier.
But that’s not the way life works, so today, I decided to conquer the Big Black Phone.
And conquer I did. EIC was out today, working from home, so it was me and the Junior Ed up in the attic room manning phones and stalking PR people at various companies. And it was scary and incredibly frustrating. But somehow, at 4:00, just when I was sinking into despair, people started calling back. Things were being overnighted, photos were being emailed. Stuff that I had been badgering peoples’ voicemails about all day, going through filofax numbers and finding out just how outdated they are (called one “PR” person, and the phone on the other end of the line was answered by a temp in accounting. Huh.)–stuff was getting done. Finally!
It was hard, and it was maddening, but damn it all, it was invigorating too. And I’m a good researcher :beams:.
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