A different summer

Worried about high electricity bills from all the air conditioning you used to stave off the heat this summer? Not me, I’m not worried at all. Okay so I don’t personally pay the bills, my mom does. But that doesn’t matter, because the point is that I wouldn’t pay for more electricity if I had to pay bills, hypothetically. Anyways, the reason for that is that I am interning at Wondros, a media production company, and there, sweet, cool air is blasted through the vents all day long. I sit in my swivel chair and relax in the blissfully conditioned air for seven hours a day. I don’t actually do that, but I do sit in a swivel chair at work.

Wondros is interesting. It’s not your run of the mill company; the ambiance is totally different from that of what you would find at any standard big-dollar enterprise. Virtually no one wears suits here and sneakers are the norm. There are arcade games on both floors, and dogs walk all over the place. All that aside, work does gets done at a respectable pace. I’m never left just sitting around; there is an abundance of work to be done.

A little doggy bed

The work that I am given is nothing too special. It mostly consists of gathering information about certain subjects and filing papers. Still, work is work and I get to learn new things that I would have never learned had I not undertaken this internship. Also, every little thing I do can only help me in the long run. It definitely does get interesting though, and I do get a lot of freedom to do whatever assignment I’m given whenever I want to. There is no set deadline and I’m encouraged to ask questions if needed and is overall just such a welcoming environment.

However there is one thing that I want to point out, and it’s something that I’m struggling with. I am the youngest person there (duh), but I was still hoping that there would be other interns. Turns out there are other interns, only all of them are in their latter years of college, so there was still that generation gap in the end. As a result, I can’t help but feel a little distant from people. I’m not very good at adjusting to new environments, especially when those new environments are so drastically different from what I had to deal with before. That doesn’t change the fact that everyone is welcoming and kind. All it means is that I’m unconditionally, irrevocably awkward.

Interning is a new experience for me and I’m learning as I go, just like many other people. I do make mistakes from time to time, but hey, who doesn’t? This is my last summer before I graduate high school, and I’m grateful to be able participate in something that I’ve never done before.