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Essays, Work | (6)
"Tomorrow, I need for you to look up all the different ways to say, 'poop'," my boss said as I put on my jacket to leave for the day.
"Okay, I'll look it up on Wikipedia," I said as I walked out the door.
That night I flipped through the channels and ended up watching Ugly Betty on ABC. The exploits of the awkward, out-of-place assistant reminded me of when I began as an assistant.
In my After Effects class in college, the professor announced he received a posting for an internship in Atlanta with a broadcast design company. I'd spent ...