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The Cocky intern part 2. - Personal Fail

I'm not that great, But this was just plain awesome. :P

So, I completed the month, and I asked the guy what my stipend would be, and he said, "Wel, while I've liked your work, but there's one area that seems to be something of a concern for me, and that is basically your commitment. So while I normally would've paid a guy with your level of commitment something like.. umm one peanut, I'll give you 2."

I decided to take my 2 peanuts, and go.

But I had a great experience here, and really they were all pretty sweet. With a great office culture, no social hierarchies, and nice levels of professionalism.

Maybe its time for me to be the sober sweet guy again.

Or maybe I should sort my commitment issues. :P


This for now.
Ah wel. I'll get there when its necessary. ;)


Comments

nidhi said…
Haha! But, what did you even do there?
Sam said…
Wel, I made the websites possible.

I wouldn't call me the web designer, cuz the graphics designer made the look, but I basically wrote the code for the website.

But I figure I was working half a week, so by that logic, those peanuts are large sized peanuts for 15days of work.
Red Handed said…
You seem pretty content with the peanuts

satisfaction is all tht is needed.:p
Espèra said…
Haha! Peanuts xP

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