Holly Osborn
Tuesday 3 March & Wednesday 4 March Total Hours: 9
We did not do anything excruciatingly exciting this week, not to say that what we did did not matter. I had to remind myself that what we were doing was important. On Tuesday we met up at the office at Stour Space, it was the first time Lucy & I had to find our way their by ourselves. Usually one of them comes to pick us up from the tube station because you have to have a permit to come into Olympic Park Village. Of course we got lost, and let's just say this is not an area we should be lost in for too long. But eventually we found it and sat down to get to work. Julie was busy getting the current issue to press so we met with Beth. While together we proof-read and checked the magazines' phone numbers. We found that the dry cleaner's number they were using had gone bust so we found a new one. Tuesday afternoon we ran some errands to pick up leaflets. I went to the Royal Albert Hall & Royal College of Music to get concert leaflets. After putting them in the post we returned to Vandon to verify even more numbers, this time they wanted us to verify all of the box office numbers posted in the theatre section. It got a little tedious and awkward (I never knew what to say once they actually picked up) but eventually we got it done, and actually found quite a few errors that needed correcting.
Wednesday was a little frustrating. We went to bed Tuesday not knowing what we were doing the next day, but we got up and ready just in case. I finished an article from last week about the shopping we did, sent that in. Around 11:30am she emailed us saying that by 1pm we'd each need to proof-read the entire magazine and email the corrections to her. So we grabbed our highlighters and got to work. Around page 10 I started going on auto-pilot, I had to re-focus to make sure I didn't miss anything. Cut it pretty close to 1pm but we both got them in.
Not the most glamorous week we've had with our internship; no cool pictures, but honestly when you think about it, that's the typical week of an intern. I forget how lucky we are with our internship. Even listening to other Central students, they always get jealous of what we do, and this week showed me why. It's not always fun to run errands all over the place, or not know what you're going to have to do the next day. I had to realize that dirty-work is part of the experience of an intern. One cultural difference I've noticed since being here is that the working environment is much more laid-back. It's the quality not quantity of the work that matters. Last week when we went to Harrods and Fortnum & Mason Julie told us to go and have an experience, not just walk through. As an American journalist I'm used to going to an event, doing a few interviews, and cranking an article out quickly. Here, it's quality not quantity that matters.
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