That intern: The slob
Every intern class has so many personalities that they could fill a "Real World" cast. And every class has "That Intern" -- as in, "Don't be that intern." Each day I introduce you to one of those interns.
(Today's intern was suggested by Debbie Pearsall, an intern at Newsday.)
The slob intern is gross. There's no nice way to put it. That intern never ever throws anything away or puts anything into a desk drawer, preferring instead to shift through a mountain of newspapers, print-outs, notebooks, phone messages, half-filled chip bags and empty Cherry Coke bottles.
"Do you have that form for HR?" the intern supervisor asks. "Just a minute!" the slob intern replies. Forty minutes later that intern triumphantly hands out a rumpled sheet of paper decorated with coffee stains and shoe marks.
Then there's the food. We aren't talking normal food. We are talking the messiest food of all time eaten by the messiest intern of all time -- lo mein noodles dripping with sauce, an extra-sloppy sloppy joe, melting ice cream, pancakes dunked in syrup, greasy potato chips. Where does that intern even find this food at lunchtime?
At the end of the summer, that intern's computer keyboard will have to be replaced. The chair also might not make it. And it will likely take a team of professional cleaners in Hazmat suits to make that intern's cubicle safe enough for the incoming fall intern.
Want to help me stereotype over-worked, under-appreciated, misunderstood interns? Shoot me an e-mail.
Posted by: Capsheaf | June 25, 2010 12:36 PM | Report abuse
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