
My parents live in New Jersey, my brother lives in New York, and I go to school in Boston. So when it came to choosing my internship you would think I would be choosing between the great cities of New York and Boston. Wrong.
Why did I go to San Francisco? To expand my horizons. Moving out here as been a wonderful experience, and I am not sure if I would have been able to take this opportunity in any other circumstance. Remember, interning gives you a lot of flexibility. One, it is short term. Two, you are only responsible for yourself. Three, if it turns out to be a mistake, it is easy to fix. So even though I am loving my time out here, I would have had an exit plan if things turned out to be less than ideal.
The entire vibe of the west coast is so much different than the east coast. In general, the people are friendlier and open-minded out here. Evey thing is a little more relaxed, and people keep things in perspective and balance. Everyone that I know and have met out here has been so great in terms of helping me maximize my experience. Everywhere I go people are teaching me about the city and making sure that I am comfortable and having a good time. I’m couch-surfing this trip, and nearly every time I bring that fact up, another couch if offered to me - people are that inviting.
There is a lot of tech going on in these two wonderful cities, so that didn’t play a role in my decision. I figure that when I am done with my time in San Francisco it will be far easier for me to venture into opportunities in either city. As much as I love San Francisco I probably see myself staying east coast after school. I credit my family, and the New York Jets (and Knicks) for my decision ![]()
I have a secret and for a while, I’ve been embarrassed to admit it. My Facebook profile is missing a piece, my Twitter account has yet to comment and at every mention of New York (a city I’ve never even visited before) I have to bite my tongue to avoid divulging this personal bit.
I watch Gossip Girl. And I like it.
I find myself rationalizing this immature fondness much more than my pretentious coffee hobby, my iPhone ownership or even my brief “Toxic” obsession. But in my Gossip Girl rationalizations, a pattern has emerged: I’m convinced that the show is actually good. So, here I am, sharing a testament to its wisdom.
A lot has changed since episode 13, but for a while, there was a strict pecking order separating middle-class Jenny and moneyed-up Blair. Blair was atop a social group that Jenny was eager to join. Jenny would do anything to fit in, but it was usually these little demeaning favors: grabbing some coffee, dropping off library books, making ice cream sundaes for the director… wait a minute – that’s not from Gossip Girl! That’s from my one-month stint as a Production Assistant! What is happening? Have we entered televisionland?
I spent this May in Prague, working as a Production Assistant (PA) on the new GI Joe movie which comes out in about a year. As I caught up on my Gossip Girl viewing, I realized the parallels between the underhanded relationship in the show and the ones I was building on the set of GI Joe. But it’s much more insidious – it was for Jenny also. Everyone grins and bears it because it’s the standard for entry-level work, and most of the crew approves. It’s “paying your dues.” It’s the we-all-had-to-do-it-too story. Indeed, these are the same excuses for making a bunch of freshmen run through the Tenderloin late at night after guzzling a bottle of laxative. And it wasn’t until Jenny actually called it “hazing” – she actually said the word “hazing” in the show – and that’s when I realized what I was doing.
But being a PA isn’t exactly the same as earning your place on the football team. As a PA, you are getting paid and you are trying to get access to an incredibly exclusive industry. It’s a way of developing and demonstrating your work ethic. So, there’s nothing really wrong with it. You just get to prove your passionate commitment to… making lattes.
Don’t get me wrong – I met some incredible people in Prague – some who disagree with the “hazing” tendency of PA work, some who don’t. I’d even consider returning to the PA life for its stress-threshold-increasing virtues, but for now, it’s not for me.
That’s why I love interning at Revision3. It’s a collaborative methodology with a positive atmosphere. I might make a few photocopies while I’m here, but at least they’ll serve a purpose beyond showing my loyalty to Blair.