There are days where not much is going on, especially around lunch time. The constant photo shoots are of sports. There is also the lip service (not a kissing booth). Besides that, you need to find a picture in everyday objects. You could take anything, zoom up really closely to create an obscure image. The afternoons after kids get out of school and adults get off work is the best time for obvious reasons. I guess all jobs have boring times, but at least I get to see some pretty cool stuff. The best part is the fact that you can never know what kind of news is going to happen. I just hope that I do not have to witness the kind of news that no one wants to see, like a tragic fatality. Seeing something horrific happen on TV has to be different than seeing it in real life. I really shouldn't complain because at least I do not have to write obits or birth announcements.

not just some stupid kid in the way

Before we started working here I did not think that an internship meant much. It seemed like interns were just there to do busy-work. It seemed like it would be a total waste of time. I was wrong. I am doing normal work with no forced handicaps. I am fully researching, doing phone interviews, and writing articles with help every now and again. The help is nothing about being an intern, it is just something about being new. It is hard work and it is very rewarding because I know that this internship is telling me that I can be productive in the workplace and that I am not just some stupid kid in the way. The only difference between me and an employee is that they are getting paid, and I am getting prepared.

Being an Intern

Its not always easy being an intern. You feel like a freshman in high school all over again. You have absolutely no idea of exactly what you are supposed to do. Here, everyone is very easy to talk to, even when they are fairly busy. They never have a problem with teaching us interns how to perform various tasks. The first couple of weeks were really hard. There was a lot to learn, and even more unnecessary excitement. Richard and I were so excited to start that on the first week of the new school year we started when we were not even supposed to. Most of our fellow classmates did not want to start early, especially when they did not have to. We both found out that our internship at the Tracy Press would be a fun experience. I JUST HOPE THAT NO ONE TAKES THEIR ANGER OUT ON SOME POOR DEFENSELESS INTERN...