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Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Young: A New Victory
Let's pretend I've been posting like normal for the past year.
I just started my Ticket Sales internship for a well-known Broadway theater in New York City (sorry folks, I can't say which one!) Let's just call it the Recent Success Theater. Us interns have to write journal entries as a component of our education at the theater, so I figured that while I was at it I'd share a few thoughts with the public--while doing my best not to spill any juicy secrets!
(To protect the people involved in this journal, all names have been changed and many things have been completely made up.)
The first day was nothing special, just a two hour meeting with our supervisor Jane and the other interns, where we learned a few things about the RS Theater (that's what they call it here!) We learned that you have to fill in your time sheet with hours and fractions of an hour, not minutes. We learned that different departments have different dress standards (Marketing guys have to look their sharpest!)
I'm the only intern in Ticket Services. The others are doing cool stuff like Production, Education, Programming, Development, Studio Operations, and RS Operations. I'm not totally sure what each of those means, but they sound awesome!
The other interns at the meeting seemed like very nice, smart, motivated people. It appeared to be a very pleasant office environment, and that was the problem; it was dramatically dead. There was no one for me to quarrel with, there was no one to oppose me.
So I invented a nemesis.
His name is Barry Schmendelson. He just got his bachelors in finance from the prestigious Milton Freedman University in Maine, he's working in the Marketing department, and he thinks he's hot shit. The other interns think so too, but I see right through him. That shit-eating grin. The way he wraps both his hands around yours and pumps you for all your worth. The way he'll make a joke, and then lean forward a little bit and chuckle towards you, like he's trying to force you to laugh. It's the LOL of body language. I can tell that Barry and I are not going to get along. Good thing he's in Marketing and I'm in Ticket Services, so at least we won't have to see too much of each other.
Anyway, I'm really excited about my first real day of work tomorrow! I have to be in at 10:00 tomorrow, so I better go to bed right now!
Your friend Nicky, signing off.
MY E-MAIL! Okayeahwhatever@yahoo.com.
I just started my Ticket Sales internship for a well-known Broadway theater in New York City (sorry folks, I can't say which one!) Let's just call it the Recent Success Theater. Us interns have to write journal entries as a component of our education at the theater, so I figured that while I was at it I'd share a few thoughts with the public--while doing my best not to spill any juicy secrets!
(To protect the people involved in this journal, all names have been changed and many things have been completely made up.)
The first day was nothing special, just a two hour meeting with our supervisor Jane and the other interns, where we learned a few things about the RS Theater (that's what they call it here!) We learned that you have to fill in your time sheet with hours and fractions of an hour, not minutes. We learned that different departments have different dress standards (Marketing guys have to look their sharpest!)
I'm the only intern in Ticket Services. The others are doing cool stuff like Production, Education, Programming, Development, Studio Operations, and RS Operations. I'm not totally sure what each of those means, but they sound awesome!
The other interns at the meeting seemed like very nice, smart, motivated people. It appeared to be a very pleasant office environment, and that was the problem; it was dramatically dead. There was no one for me to quarrel with, there was no one to oppose me.
So I invented a nemesis.
His name is Barry Schmendelson. He just got his bachelors in finance from the prestigious Milton Freedman University in Maine, he's working in the Marketing department, and he thinks he's hot shit. The other interns think so too, but I see right through him. That shit-eating grin. The way he wraps both his hands around yours and pumps you for all your worth. The way he'll make a joke, and then lean forward a little bit and chuckle towards you, like he's trying to force you to laugh. It's the LOL of body language. I can tell that Barry and I are not going to get along. Good thing he's in Marketing and I'm in Ticket Services, so at least we won't have to see too much of each other.
Anyway, I'm really excited about my first real day of work tomorrow! I have to be in at 10:00 tomorrow, so I better go to bed right now!
Your friend Nicky, signing off.
MY E-MAIL! Okayeahwhatever@yahoo.com.
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