That intern: The legacy 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.
(Today's intern is a compilation of suggestions from a number of readers, including Sarah Kilbourne, a communications intern in Washington.)
Many interns get their internships through working extremely hard, sending out tons of applications, building connections and even hyper-utilizing Twitter. And some interns get their internships because a parent or relative or godfather or best family friend or mom's college roommate is your boss's boss's boss's boss.
The legacy intern didn't have to work to get this internship -- so why work to keep it? No one corrects or fires or insults or challenges the legacy intern. And if you forget who the legacy intern is, the legacy intern will remind you. Sometimes the reminder is subtle ("Oh, I would love to work a weekend shift but I promised Bob I would go golfing. Have you ever met Bob? He's a senior vice president.") and sometimes it's not subtle at all ("Yeah, well, I could do that, but I don't want to. And someday I am going to own this place. So, um, make me?")
And at the end of the internship, the legacy intern always gets a job -- even if no one else does.
Want to help me stereotype over-worked, under-appreciated, misunderstood interns? Shoot me an email.
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