

I was very thankful to have the opportunity to work at B*****w the day after we finished for the winter holidays. I was so pleased to have got a proper internship. This is what I’ve been really after, to go to a place, work there with the people and learn from them.
first thing i had to do was this:
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I arrived, knocked on the door, and a guy in his pyjamas greeted me, “hey ben, come on in”
really nice bloke, but a bloke in his pyjamas. And working in his living room.
Alarm bells started to ring straight away.
-Ive since spoken to people who said they just would of left straight away. I kept on out of professionalism and, i guess politeness? and epic awkwardness
My first task was to sign the non disclosure agreement, read through it … and walk 30 mins to the nearest internet cafe to print it off as they [they=bluecrow=this guy in his pyjamas] didn’t have a printer. more alarm bells. how can a design studio not have any kind of printer?
-Well I’ve never worked in a studio so a design studio could come equipped with unicorns for all i really know about ‘working’ in them [havent worked in one still] so was still up for learning and seeing whats what. perhaps we’ll leave the front room and go to the studio.
no the dinner table was the studio and I was the ‘design team’. I know I’m sounding quite harsh and negative, the guy running it was an ok guy, he seemed to know everything about internship and was up for me to take the time to learn something if i didn’t know how to do it-but who would show me?or tell me where I’m making a massive arse out of something? isn’t that the point of internships?
I should expect “the employer to provide training, dedicated supervision” I wasn’t getting that. Or anything like a studio. or any kind of experience I was hoping for. I was sitting in this guys living room with my laptop making a series of photos [see above] look like they had been instagrammed.
my soul was being crushed like a steroid abusing wife beater crushes an empty can of stella. Is this what I’ve worked 3 years towards??is this all I’m good for???working for free in a guys living room???is this really it???
Thank fuck I had the day off the next day, so I was able to spend time carrying on a submission for the branding of Green Week 2012 – this was important to me as the dean had specifically asked me to give it a crack despite starting an in, and I wanted to and in a sense I was a representative of our FDA course
and thanked the work experience gods I had a meeting with the dean about it in the morning and crossed my fingers he wouldn’t be too busy to ask me how the internship was, had a good sit down and plan about the Green week project [which ill post about later cos i loved it and for lots of reasons never thought i would] and after got to speak about this] and discussed this internship. and decided to politely quit. and thats what I did
I took time to write a very thankful and polite letter, and got an understanding and slightly guilt triply one back.
I felt so relieved once decided.