I'll be in the TV lounge

It's my fourth day and I'm celebrating some down-time here at Cartoon Network by writing about my internship. Also, I want to clear up any notions that people may have about my position here and dispel any jealousy which may be lingering in the air above and around Scott's boring cubicle in the City of Pasadena *ahem*.

I don't feel as if my presence on the lot is especially vital, although people have been incredibly friendly, and have tried to inform me and the three other Development interns about the goings-on around the building. My job is to read scripts, books, treatments (summaries of scripts), comics, or any other material that the network is thinking about developing into a movie, and then write coverage on what I read, complete with a synopsis and my personal opinions. I love reading and writing, so the job is made for me, though I have to say that I wonder how much weight my opinion has around here.

I do enjoy sitting on the leather couch to do my reading and writing, although again I have to say there are pros and cons. For one, the ergonomics of it all are not very agreeable, so I end up moving anyway just to stretch my back and legs. There is a large flat-screen television placed in between two arcade games in the lounge where we work, but it's never on, and I will certainly never be the one to reach for the remote. I may be unpaid, but don't get me wrong- I'd still like to impress my supervisors enough with my work ethic that if I came back for a job interview they wouldn't say, "Fiona Black... wasn't she the girl who always watched TV and fell asleep on the couch?" Actually, I've only seen one person turn on the TV, and that was for the final game between the Lakers and the Celtics.

And about being unpaid-- my job is great, and the benefits (the working environment and free snacks) are great, but it all comes down to the money. I'm being paid in experience, but at the end of the day, I have to hold a job at the school library in order to pay the bills. I got a free sweatshirt yesterday from the Re-Animated film, so that was a nice perk, but it still rubbed a little to feel a bit like one of those lost Japanese tourists at Disneyland. I have to admit that on the first day I was impressed by the huge statues they have of Fosters World of Imaginary Friends and company, and I love being neighbors with the Powerpuff Girl department, but all that has gone away already, and I think I'd be even more thrilled if I was employed by these people, receiving all the perks and more.

In conclusion, I am extremely lucky for getting such a highly coveted internship, and blessed by the fact that I only come in on Mondays and Tuesdays from 9am-7pm (but always get out early), and I wouldn't trade it for anything. I just want to let all you nine-to-fivers out there who desire a job with a couch and a minimal risk of being fired, that you don't have to do things like clean out someone else's book shelves. Also, you get a paycheck. Also, you are privy to a lot of information that we interns aren't, so you have the right to say ner-nicky-ner-ner to us.

I'm climbing the ladder to success, but I'm still on the bottom rung, so don't be green with envy... I don't have it that easy.

This blog was updated for Tim. Happy now?