What do you get when you have 28 young adults, 28 different unique personalities, seven or eight computers, and what seem like a cagillilon assignments? You my friend get what goes on in HOMTV’s intern room on a daily basis: chaos.
Even though many people define chaos as disorderly and confusing conduct, I see chaos as pure excitement.
There are 28 of us. For those of you who are not familiar with the size of HOMTV’s intern room, it comfortably holds about ten people. …Again, there are 28 of us. On any typical day (expect Thursday morning for some reason) the intern room is where I, along with others spend hours hoping to get work done. For some, it’s a time to freak out about completing assignments on time. For others, it’s a time to gather around the small circular table munching on premade sandwiches out of our lunchboxes. But for all of us, it’s a time of bonding with our fellow co-workers. It’s where we help each other out with Fiberjet or other software, gossip about new movie releases, crack jokes on each other, talk about future aspirations, but most importantly, become a family.
After spending about three weeks in the rather small room, I’ve gotten to know all of my fellow interns name, analyze their personality, and find the things we have in common. I know we weren’t hired at HOMTV to just to make new friends, but knowing that there’s others just like you who will help you get to where you want to is really exhilarating. I was always told that reporters only care about themselves. “It’s a dog eat dog world,” said almost everyone when talking about journalism.
I’m sure working in the “real world” will have some of those, but it’s nice to know it hasn’t quite started yet.
The room isn’t a place to go for peace and quiet. Heck, most of the time you have to walk over people sitting on the floor to get to the end wall. It’s loud, crowed, often times filled with stressed, hardworking interns and it’s our home at HOMTV. It’s where you complain about the bug bites that we get on assignments, tell tales of interesting encounters we’ve gone though while out in the field, and ask your starving neighbor if they want an apple slice while eating lunch (thanks Tiara! ) It’s disorderly at times, confusing and with people’s belongings everywhere, it starts to look like my room at home— a mess. It’s chaotic, but like it said earlier, it’s exciting.
In my opinion, the bonds we create in the intern room are crucial to making the summer run smoothly. It’s a lot easier to ask for help when you’ve spent hours getting to know someone on a personal level. I admit, the room can be frustrating at times due to the lack of space, but that makes us to step into each other’s personal space which in turn, helps bring us closer which creates a better atmosphere for work. Unlike a typical classroom setting, where many just show up and leave afterwards, we are basically forced to get to know each other on a higher level. And because of that (and other reasons of course), I wake up and look forward to coming to work. It may sound weird, but I look forward to the intern room. I look forward to the chaos.