My first two weeks as an intern were a success! I actually made it to work through all the crazy city traffic -- which was an achievement in itself. In small towns, we have a much larger “personal space” when on the road. I learned pretty quickly how to maneuver my car through the crazy traffic, so I did not miss my exit!
That area of “pure terror” like the one shown in Invisible Bread was a pretty frequent emotion my first few days of driving into the city.
Throughout the week, I discovered several new comics that I quickly became a fan of! I think one of my favorites would have to be Heavenly Nostrils. I love the friendship between Marigold and Phoebe! I find myself frequently relating the comic strip to my own life (and I must admit, I enjoy it quite a bit):
I have several friends who wear glasses, and I find myself getting a little jealous from time to time. I think I would look good in a pair! However, I’ve discovered getting around proves to be a bit difficult, as they make me a little blind. It’s a minor tragedy.
Speaking of minor tragedies, while my first week in the office was full of the excitement of projects, new people, and getting acquainted with all the different comics, my first weekend here started out a bit like this:
Here I am in a new city, miles from home, with a weekend of absolutely no plans.
Since it turns out my ceiling fan in fact cannot hold my weight, I figured I should go ahead and explore the area. I set off with absolutely no destination.
At one point, I ended up accidentally crossing the state border into Kansas, unsure of exactly how or when it happened.
While in Kansas, I also got my first speeding ticket.
OK, that’s a lie. I got my second speeding ticket. Seven years of driving and I’ve only gotten two tickets. That doesn’t seem so bad. Unless, you ask my mother.
I can hear her now: “Jessica Marie, I’ve been driving for almost 30 years and I’ve never gotten a speeding ticket!”
Turns out a lot of the stars in our favorite comic strips also get their fair share of tickets:
Especially Eno. Poor Eno… he always seems to be getting pulled over.
Sadly, the ticket I got was not nearly as exciting as the one given out in Invisible Bread.
When I finally made it back to Missouri, I decided I would convince a few of my friends to take a road trip to come down and help me explore the downtown area! Obviously, it being my first night out and about, I needed to look my best! I was extremely happy with my outfit of choice.
That is, until I discovered there is quite a bit more to explore than I had originally thought -- and my shoes were quite the killer. I refused to let it get to me! I felt painfully good about myself, and I was determined to continue to rock my heels the rest of the night.
I suppose that’s a bit of an oxymoron. Regardless, I continued to rock my heels, and had a successful weekend to follow my first successful week as the intern. Can’t wait to continue to explore all these new opportunities!