So I'm back at the List, imagine that! I always said it was my dream job, my ambition was to do just this. So what next? I guess anything else in the future is just going to be a bonus but how to build on a dream come true!
It is pretty amazing if I'm honest, I just wish I was as busy as everyone else seems to be, although I think they're keeping me free to do all the jobs they don't want to do. Which is fine by me, it's all a novelty when you're still in your second week.
My only problem right now is that I've got my own office. Well, it's not mine, but I'm the only one who uses it all day. Freelancers pop in on occasion, but last night was the List's festival party so I doubt we'll see much of them today. I'm stuck in the attic office with the beams in the ceiling and the beautiful window that opens onto the roof looking down onto a courtyard at the back of the building. I know, it's a tough life.
I'd still prefer to be downstairs in the thick of things, like the work experience folks are. I'm papped off to the side to get on with it and I'm still not exactly sure what 'it' is that I'm supposed to be doing!
And I'm finding my own company very distracting, that and myspace, and my emails and the fact that I've suddenly been locked out of my Facebook account. That's annoying. I'm not bored though, because only boring people get bored, you know that. And I am getting on with my work it's just that I don't feel like I'm doing quite as much work as everyone else is, and it's lonely up here in the lovely office with my own computer, phone, toilet, water cooler and occasional freelance friend.
I have managed to get my wee name in the mag again though, here it is: http://www.list.co.uk/article/2558-kids-are-alright/
You're going to have to copy and paste that baby into your browser because for some reason, the wee linkthing has dissappeared. So of I go back to the good ship editorial assistant (who's not actually in the editorial office, but in the freelance office, not doing anything freelance) hmm and lunchtime, List festival party last night has left me with some considerable muncies. I've eaten my yogurt and my nutrigrain it's off to Greggs for me. Sausage Roll party.
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The fuck is up with Facebook?? I can't get into mine either. I have games of Scrabble to play, you know.
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