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THAT Didn't Pan Out
Jun. 12th, 2013 10:53 amSo I quit the internship at the museum.
Well, maybe “quit” is a bit of a misnomer, since it implies that I really started the internship in the first place. And the whole reason I quit was because they were expecting me to be working, but hadn’t given me anything to work with--when your job is data entry, you really need some place to enter the data. The bureaucrats at the top level, however, were more concerned with making me properly apply for the job I’d already been hired for, and write out the database by hand while they dithered about getting me a computer, and other such nonsense.
So I very politely told them that maybe they ought to get their shit together before hiring anybody next time, and good luck with that, and Amelia is out, PEACE. And now I’m looking for a job again.
At least I got a gift shop discount out of the deal, though. God DAMN, I love gift shops. So that’s always nice.
Well, maybe “quit” is a bit of a misnomer, since it implies that I really started the internship in the first place. And the whole reason I quit was because they were expecting me to be working, but hadn’t given me anything to work with--when your job is data entry, you really need some place to enter the data. The bureaucrats at the top level, however, were more concerned with making me properly apply for the job I’d already been hired for, and write out the database by hand while they dithered about getting me a computer, and other such nonsense.
So I very politely told them that maybe they ought to get their shit together before hiring anybody next time, and good luck with that, and Amelia is out, PEACE. And now I’m looking for a job again.
At least I got a gift shop discount out of the deal, though. God DAMN, I love gift shops. So that’s always nice.
