The Clichéd ‘What I Learned From My Internship’ Post
It started off as an innocent call from one of my mom’s oldest friends.
Let me stage the scene for you, dear reader.
It was around ten in the night. I was deeply immersed in my studies, cramming for the exam the very next day. My mom was lying on the 2004-era sofa and chatting with her old friend.
Then suddenly, my mom spoke to me, breaking me out of my reverie, “There’s a website called Internshala where you get to apply for internships during the summer.”
“Oh, I have an account there,” was my reply and I plunged into my books, frantically trying to memorize the gist of the whole chapter.
“You know, V* Aunty said that doing internships is a good thing for summer.” Mom said, completely used to my last minute jittery behaviour. “You’ll get certificates and work experience – which will help you for better job offers and post-grad options.”
“That sounds cool,” I noted. “I’ll definitely apply for one this summer.”
And thus, dear reader, began Archie’s Great Internship Saga, Summer…
Let me stage the scene for you, dear reader.
It was around ten in the night. I was deeply immersed in my studies, cramming for the exam the very next day. My mom was lying on the 2004-era sofa and chatting with her old friend.
Then suddenly, my mom spoke to me, breaking me out of my reverie, “There’s a website called Internshala where you get to apply for internships during the summer.”
“Oh, I have an account there,” was my reply and I plunged into my books, frantically trying to memorize the gist of the whole chapter.
“You know, V* Aunty said that doing internships is a good thing for summer.” Mom said, completely used to my last minute jittery behaviour. “You’ll get certificates and work experience – which will help you for better job offers and post-grad options.”
“That sounds cool,” I noted. “I’ll definitely apply for one this summer.”
And thus, dear reader, began Archie’s Great Internship Saga, Summer…