We have all been there, #theinternlife is an interesting one. From professors to parents and everyone in between it seems like the universe is tell you to get an internship. The sole purpose of the internship is to advance our careers and build our resumes. Hmm sounds easy, but in reality, there is a fine line between love and hate that comes with an internship. The process of obtaining an internship is hard enough but then actually learning all about the nine to five grind is a totally different story. #theinternlife is different for every company but having done three and now working my fourth I feel experienced enough to write about what it means to be an intern.
Before the job: the interview is of course stressful, this is your first somewhat adult interview. You practice all of the typical questions like, "what are your strengths and weaknesses?" "tell me a little bit about yourself." All of the typical stuff. The absolute worst is if the interviewer asks about your experience. In your head you think "seriously, I have no experience that is why I am here," but instead you give some bland answer hoping to win them over. After the interview comes the stress of waiting to hear back from them. You send the polite email thanking them for meeting with you and what not. Then you wait around thinking about if your handshake was good enough, maybe your outfit was not professional enough, and every crazy thought in between.
During you job: You got the position, you are now a bonified baby adult.
After the job: Now what? Are you supposed to go be an adult and start interviewing for real jobs? That's way too scary to think about. The end of internship feels like an emotional breakup. You just spent three to six months of your time invested into this company. You were in on all the meetings, you had an email address and you felt at home there. Now, it is over and it feels like you just got dumped even though you saw it coming when you accepted the position.
It is now time to use all of those networking skills
