She Knows What All Those Buttons Do!

Hey everybody! Guess who has become a paid intern!

Also, me! I am a paid intern at one of the many museums around here!

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I AM DOING, Y'ALL.

Remember how I spent like six months being Neighbor Cat's only friend and food-supplier? Apparently my tireless dedication to keeping a lonely little cat fed and relatively sane impressed Neighbor Lady's family so much that one of them, who is a bigshot at one of the many museums around here, scored me an interview. While she seemed to be doing it as a charity case, the guy who actually interviewed me was profoundly excited. The interview went pretty much like this:

ME: Yo! I am here for my job int--
MUSEUM DUDE: YOU'RE HIRED

I have the feeling Museum Dude is in a little over his head.

Anyway, nothing boosts your confidence like someone getting really excited by your resume. Although I must admit, I was completely baffled right at first. I'd forgotten that the whole point of job interviews is that sometimes you get jobs out of them. WEIRD.

But once I got over my confusion at actually having a job, I decided it's nice to have something going on--and something a little closer to home, at that. I might only be a data-entry intern, but it sounds like there is plenty of room for advancement.

Plus, it's all about using spreadsheets. That's, like, my HOBBY. I was MADE for this.