That intern: The World Cup intern
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.
The World Cup intern started as a normal, run-of-the-mill, hard-working, easy-to-get-along-with intern. Then the World Cup started. That intern morphed into a soccer-watching, early-morning-beer-guzzling, jersey-wearing, vuvuzela-horn-blowing freak.
This opportunity to be that intern only comes around once every four years, so the World Cup intern makes the best of it -- why let an internship get in the way?
That intern never misses a game -- even if that means missing sleep or work. That intern switches the office TV from C-SPAN to the latest game whenever possible or, as a last resort, just monitors the action online.
Why is that intern so into soccer? ("Um, it's called football. Please get it correct," that intern says over and over.) Did that intern grow up in a soccer-loving country? Did that intern play in college? Is that intern on a really awesome intramural team?
Someone finally asks that intern, who replies: "Well, I studied abroad for one semester in Madrid and it totally changed my life..."
Want to help me stereotype over-worked, under-appreciated, misunderstood interns? Shoot me an e-mail.
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