The Intern Interviewed Herself

I noticed all these vintage intern interviews on the blog. They go on and on about how great these past interns were and what a bright future they have. My feelings were hurt.

My last day was approaching and no one had set up an interview with me. Before I realized what was happening, I asked Carrie where the hell my interview was.

She told me to interview myself. Haha. Very funny. But I did it. I think it went pretty well.

I showed up to my interview on time, at my desk on the busy corner of Bullhorn by the water cooler and the conference room door. I was smartly dressed in a pashmina over a loose black top. When pressed, I admitted that these clothes were picked from a pile on the floor. I was nervous for my interview because I was a tad on the tired side. Did you know that Wednesday night is karaoke night at Tin Roof? That’s not why I was tired or anything. I just thought I should let you know.

How would the interview go? Was I going to dig deep or stay on the surface? I didn’t know until I opened my computer.

First off: Thanks for joining me today. I know you’re very busy.
*yawning* It’s my pleasure.

So – What do you think about when you’re alone in your car?
Most of the time I think about the next drive-thru window I’m headed to. If not that, then I’m thinking about kittens. I’m a foster parent at the Lexington Humane Society, so I take kittens home with me if they are sick or too small to be adopted. When I’m not thinking about kittens, I’m thinking about cats. I’m shaping what kind of cats these kittens will become. It’s important work.

What was the last gift you gave someone?
Well, I sent flowers to my brother in Cincinnati. He just landed a new job at Rhinegeist and he deserved them. Not that he loves flowers or anything because he is manly, I just thought it would be nice. I love him.

Wow, you are a very nice sister.
Thank you.

What is the funniest thing that has ever happened to you?
Don’t censor yourself here.

So much to choose from but for sure when I fainted off a toilet fully sober. I came to with (unused) toilet paper in my right hand and my pants to my ankles.

At what point in your internship did you tell this story to the office would you say?
Probably week 2 or 3. It’s a safe space.

Describe your internship at Bullhorn as if you were talking to a small child.
Alright. I go into work, head to my desk and sit on a chair, sometimes on a ball. After I sit down, I get out my computer. Then I do whatever Carrie tells me to do. Most of the time she wants me to write words.

Who is your favorite human at Bullhorn?
Easy. Patrick. He is quiet most of the day, and then he’ll cut in with a one-liner that gets the whole room laughing. But when the mic drops, he never cracks a smile himself.

Rosie Ecker Interview

What’s something negative about Bullhorn?
I don’t think I can. Well maybe it’s the scary man in the painting in the bathroom. It’s not that negative anymore, but my initial encounter with him was not favorable. I screamed or yelped. Then I laughed.

If you were a movie character who would you be?
Elle Woods.

What is something you wish everyone knew about you?
My dad writes me a letter every day I am away from him.

Every day?
Yes. A handwritten letter every day. Some describe his dreams he had the night before, others go at length about how much he loves my mom.

Wow. That’s amazing. Now say something about your red hair.
I really think it’s the reason why I struggled in high school physics. Without fail, my teacher was always picking on me to answer questions in front of the class. I swear he chose me because he saw the 1 red amongst the blondes and brunettes. Unfortunately for both of us, I never knew the answer.

So physics isn’t your thing. What do you want to be when you grow up?
A famous singer.

Like who?
Taylor Swift. She’s my girl. She really likes cats, chicken fingers, and friends.

What’s next for you, Rosie?
Rosie, I’m glad you asked. Ogichi Daa Kwe. I spend my summers as a trip leader at a girls wilderness expedition camp in International Falls, Minnesota. Send care packages.