I was supposed to start my internship on Friday, but that didn’t happen. I woke up that day super excited and nervous. I was also feeling a little bit unsure and incompetent…just all around insecure, but I was ready to get things started. I was ready to go!
I had a 9-5 shift, so I arrived 10 minutes early. I waited by these 2 big locked green doors. I waited there, because I was told that I would see people going in and out of it around 9 o’clock, and they should let me in. Well…it was 9 o’clock now and I hadn’t seen anyone go in or out of those doors. So, like any responsible new intern, I gave the office a call…but it went straight to voicemail. Hmmm. So I walked over to the administration building. Maybe I had the wrong number. Maybe I should Google the office’s reeeeealll number. Nope! I had the right number. Heck, I even had the correct extension number memorized. Damn, the administration building door was locked. I looked at the “times of operation” posted on the door and it says they open at 9 am. I peaked inside the administration’s glass doors and saw nothing. Hmmm…
I walked back to those 2 big green doors that are supposed to be the entrance to start my internship…but they’re still locked. So I decided to call the office of my employer one more time. Still…no answer. Okay, this is weird. I took out my planner and checked the dates. I even used more data to open up my email off of my phone to see if I missed anything. Maybe…maybe, I thought at that moment, I should back go to the admin building one more time.
I tried the door of the admin building…still locked…
An older man with a beard came to the door and opened it for me.
Older Man: Good Morning. Are you trying to get through those doors (referring to those 2 big locked doors where, apparently, I’m supposed to enter through every Friday).
Me: Did you see me lingering around?
Older Man: I saw you walking back and forth to the administration building, and new people to the park usually think that this is the main office.
Me: I’m trying to get a hold of (Name goes here).
Older Man: I don’t think anyone is in their offices. The museums are open, but the offices are not. Let me give (That “name goes here” name, goes here now). *calls the other office* I’m getting voicemail. It seems that no one is in their offices today, because of the July 4th holiday weekend.
Me: Well, my name is Megan. I am supposed to start my first day today as the communications intern.
Older Man: Well, that’s bad communication right there…