My Desk/Independence Day
There's a cubicle at work, way off in the corner of the office. Officially, it's listed on the call sheet as "intern desk," but it's been my personal home these last two months, as my specific line of work requires a computer on a daily basis.
The full time staff member who sits directly beside me is the team's official internship coordinator. She's definitely a good one, at that, so it makes it easy to work with her on a daily basis regarding a variety of subjects.
Last week, she handed out a form for all the nterns to fill out and told me mine was "on your desk."
It was such a little term, but it made me feel like I belong. While truly anyone could use that desk, it's been basically understood that Jeremy is the one who uses it.
Again, this was just a small occurrence that I was the only one who noticed, but it helped me take another step toward really believing that I really belong in this profession.
Another happening last week gave me an even greater confidence boost. I was restocking the fridge in the press box when I realized that my boss had no idea where I was or what I was doing... and he was OK with that. He trusted me enough to set me free on the stadium and believe that I would do all the work I needed to do. That made me feel accomplished as a worker and realize that maybe I'm doing something right. It's certainly my goal to earn this level of trust across the board.
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