A momentous occasion takes place today — Domer enters the working world as an intern.
Ideally, an internship is designed to provide on-the-job training for a young person while they’re still in school. It’s supposed to either reinforce their decision of career field, or lead them down a more suitable path while other options exist.
It’s a Big Deal getting an internship these days. College career centers provide listings and advice, but it’s up to the student to pursue them.
And pursuing them means starting early.
As in first semester.
Domer and his business-major friends would pore over the listings, electronically submitting resumes to whatever company their qualifications matched. They’d do Skype and telephone interviews. They’d even hop on a bus and travel to company headquarters for a day’s worth of interviewing, then bus back to campus.
All this in addition to juggling classes, homework, and other responsibilities.
They’d get their hopes up, to learn someone else got the job they wanted. Or the company decided not to hire an intern after all. Or they got the offer but found it didn’t pay, and by the time they factored in living expenses, it would be more cost-effective to stay home doing nothing.
And they’d start all over again the next day.
Eventually, Domer texted me that he got an internship.
No details. Nada.
‘It’s at a hospital,‘ he said.
Now Domer’s not a big fan of medical stuff. Needles and pain, he can do without. Blood, too.
So I understood his qualms.
‘It’s an internship,’ I reminded him. ‘You don’t have to stay but one summer. And you won’t even know medical stuff is going on because you’ll be doing finance.’
That seemed to perk him up.
He’s had just a week’s “vacation” from school — time to catch up on his video games and reading and golf.
Time to rest. To regroup.
Because for the next several weeks, his classroom will be a place of business.
And he knows he’s one of the lucky ones.
Did you do an internship? Was it worthwhile?