Hello everyone. My name is Benji Halverson, and I’m the new summer student/intern for The Correctness. I’m a 3rd year student in the Journalism/Communications program at Mount Royal University.
You’re probably curious as to how I was picked for this job. Short answer, I was away when the practicum/internships were being chosen, and it was assigned to me. When I found out a little more about The Correctness, and spent a bit of time reading the site, I went back to my professor and explained that there had been some kind of mistake, that The Correctness isn’t a news site, but he told me it was either this or a job with the Prince Albert Daily Herald. I chose this.
I’m still getting used to everything, but so far, it’s been ok. There is no receptionist yet, but Tbinns tells me he’s working on it, and we should have one soon enough. So far it’s just me and the three guys in the office.
So… Tbinns seems nice, though he keeps going in his office and closing the door, and I hear him screaming in to the phone about various things. Mostly Rush.
RobbieRobTown is the youngest of the three, he keeps reminding me of that. He says we’re practically in the same generation, and making reference to some bands and things I’ve never heard of. Also, he thinks it’s funny, whenever I walk by his office, to pound his hand on his desk and shout “PARKER!!!!!” I don’t get it.
Admin_Rock hasn’t said much to me, he’s busy reading all the time. Sometimes it’s web coding books, and other times he’s staring at his iphone, combing twitter for any mentions of Lego and Dora The Explorer. Not both of them together.
There was a “welcome” lunch, where it was explained that the “new guy pays”. So far, I’ve been working for a day, and I’m out about $100. I kept myself busy rearranging my “office”, moving the rolling filing cabinets to make space, and wondering whether the guys are going to give me anything to do. I finished the day by cleaning up the kitchen. It was, at the very least, able to inspire me to do a bit of creative writing…
Ode to a Crusty Tea Towel I Found In The Correctness Kitchen
Wadded in a ball of mildew’d crust
you fester on the counter top
Heavy with bacteria
Are those mouse droppings I see, entwined in your folds?
Admin Rock has used you to mop up leak’d coffee again
At least I hope he did
For if he did not your deep brown stains
Are more disturbing.
So laden are you with the cares of the kitchen area
I can smell you from three feet away.
Oh Why, Why crusty kitchen towel?
WHY I ask
Did I absentmindedly use you to wipe my mouth
After a spaghetti lunch?
Anyhow, that’s Day One here at the office. Excuse my while I go get my shots