F: First day jitters...

Yes I'm nerdy enough to take a picture of myself in my first day of work professional attire...

Don't judge! -- Thanks to Heather for letting me wear her pears. (Totally classed me up!)

Today I start my summer gig in Communications at MLC. (I'm debating on whether I should have written my employers name. -- Although, I am not a consistent blogger lately, so I can't imagine more than two people will actually see this post. Still...)

Anyhow, I got a gig in communications, and today is my first day. I'm semi-nervous (But not overly.) I know many people from the MLC family -- Heck, I am part of the MLC family -- so that softens the panic a little bit.

My biggest concern today is office attire.

I have lots of office attire, but I have been living off the CreComm diet for a year already, so anything (and everything) I wear is extra "snug." (And not in the good way...) But, I guess if that's the biggest concern I have this morning, I'm not doing too badly.

I should go get ready, it would be REALLY bad to be late on my first day.

Wish me luck!

The first fatality...

Today I got my first truly tragic assignment; a fatal car accident on highway 9.

I wasn't prepared to leave the newsroom today, as I assumed it would be a slow news day. (I have since learned that you can never assume anything in a news room...) I was wearing a dress, and did not have a spare change of warm clothes in my car, as Mary Agnes suggested before I started.

The roads were snowy and slippery, as I made my way up highway 9 looking for the scene of the accident. (I already knew there was a fatality going into it, and the whole way there, I told myself that this was my job, and I had to take the human aspect out of it.) I have only been an intern for ten days, yet here I am, going to the scene of a fatality...

I am not sure how seasoned reporters do this, but my method was to take away the human factor. (I only saw the carnage of the vehicles, and did not see the victim; I think that helped...Plus, my other job has exposed me to some pretty tragic situations, and has kind of hardened me to a degree.)

Hardened or not, stories like this are sad no matter how you look at it.

My thoughts are with this man and his family...

The FP: Day 1

Well day one was a barrel of excitement! -- My first story is tiny (if you don't look hard enough for it, you'll probably miss it...It's what we would all probably just call a "blurb".) But I am A-OK with that. -- It took me a lot longer to write than I thought it would, and I started to get really flustered in the process.

But it was my first day, right!?

Sitting at my little intern desk, there were no creative juices flowing, I was trying way too hard to make it good, that I couldn't even think straight. I was nervous as all hell!

Alas, I finished, and it will be in the paper tomorrow! (I hope...)

I got my "mugshot" taken today as well, with a little write up about me, and the John W. Dafoe internship. (That is going to be in the paper as well...Tomorrow?!)

It's really neat, and I am really excited to be there, but I would be lying if I said that I feel so very out of my element. I have to keep reminding myself that this is a learning process, and that I am not going to be awesome right off the bat. (Seriously, my story should not have taken as long as it did to write, and as I sit in my apartment now, I realize what I could have done to make it better...)

I have to get rid of these jitters; I have no idea why I am so nervous...

alas, tomorrow is another day.

Don't forget to buy the paper tomorrow (I don't think my story is going to be online...)