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When I am late to my internship
When I realise I cant get a job after interning
What graduating with a journalism degree feels like
Reasons Why Being an Intern Sucks Ass.
Yes, I realise this is an extremely obvious statement but after interning for a week at a national television newsroom in Sydney, I feel the need for verbal diarrhea to vent my frustrations… and, being the only medium available to do this, the interwebs will now act as my laxative.
So here it is, some proverbial loose bowel movements on why being a journo intern is super shitty.
1. Getting to where you’re supposed to be
If you’re like me, then you’re no doubt some kind of retarded when following directions. So when you’re supposed to be at the TV studios at 8am, you’ll find yourself instead somewhere where there’s a fuckload of boats and the god-awful smell of fish lingering in the air. When, finally, you do find your way, you show up half an hour late and smelling like a fish-taco.
2. Being afraid you may have contracted diphtheria from having your lips firmly pressed up on people's ass cheeks all week...
When you're at the bottom of the food chain, ass-kissing is an important survival technique. I feel I've mastered this skill this week.
3. You don’t actually do anything
And I mean ANYTHING. I averaged about 35 coffee breaks an hour just so it looked like I was being productive. Coincidentally, this lead to an average of 35 bathroom breaks an hour. Needless to say, I really utilized my time well.
4. When you are given a job, you can be assured it will be the most useless one...
which was only given to you because the veteran journos can’t be arsed doing it themselves. i.e. doing vox pops of locals on Parramatta road… need I say more?
5. Conversations with other EMPLOYED journos telling me they never even did a degree in the media industry…
Or went through the bore-rific process that is interning – they simply happened to “be in the right place at the right time.” …lucky bastards.
6. Realising a lot of journos are unfunny douches...
and wondering if you may have to start finding “Australia’s Funniest Home Videos” genuinely hilarious in order to be one of them.
7. You are ALWAYS in the way
Even when you’re in the bathroom, on the toilet, taking a shit.
8. Not knowing what you’re supposed to be doing...
ever.
9. Having the Big Boss tell me (and quite dramatically) that “you really need to do something with your hair.”
…apparently I can’t pull-off having hair. Crew-cut here I come!
-S, the Lost Wizard