Monday, August 22, 2016

It's The Little Things (ft. co-op successes)

Today was a big day. I silenced that little intern voice in my head.



It’s so easy to get lost in all of that, “but am I good enough?”, “but do I ACTUALLY have something valuable to say”, chatter that runs rampant. I was watching a video the other day about the value or (lack thereof) of unpaid internships. As someone who has had both paid and unpaid positions, I could jump into that argument at length, but I’ll leave that for another day. The video was supposed to be comedic to prove a point about valuing the work of interns, but I saw a stereotype of the (mostly mythical) interns who only exist to get coffee. As for that argument – I’ll say only this for now, there is a reason that Northeastern requires co-op employers to pay their co-ops (with a few exceptions), but I have gotten great experiences out of unpaid internships as well – it’s completely situational.

Ok, so let’s move on – TODAY WAS A BIG DAY.

I’ve been loving my internship. In a little over a month, I have learned an immense amount and started developing some great relationships, but I hadn’t yet asked for anything. If you’re like me, this is where you cringe and go…”oh dear, where is she going with this?”. It’s ok, stay with me. Today, I asked to learn. Knowing that a particular member of the team focuses on an area that I am very interested in, I approached her and asked to help. This is an area that co-ops aren’t typically involved in, but everyone at the company has constantly reminded both me and the other co-ops to just speak up when we’re interested in something. Even still, I was admittedly nervous. There was that little part of my brain that sighed a breath of relief when she was out of her office and I delayed a day in asking, but bigger than that there was a disappointment in the delayed excitement. Today, I did it. Maybe you’re reading this now and laughing about how silly I was being or maybe you’ve felt this and tomorrow you’ll ask your manager to learn something new. Either way, congratulations, you’ve got this.


So let me leave you with this – the worst thing people can do is say no. I know everyone has told you that a billion times, but it’s so true. Even if a manager can’t use your help, they will remember that you put yourself out there. They will remember your curiosity, excitement, and ambition. For me, it turned out spectacularly and I can’t wait to start learning. It’s the little things. Today, I feel accomplished and let me tell you, it feels great.  

The New Me:


P.S. I think we should make a song about this ft. rap god "co-op successes". It's what all the cool kids are doing. 
P.S.S. On second thought, it should really just be a whole album. Next single out: "eating spaghetti in the workplace without looking like a college kid who can't cook/messy five year old/failure at life". Still working on the song title. Open to suggestions.

-xoxo-
Kate

Sunday, August 14, 2016

The Garlic Festival

Honestly, who thinks of going to a garlic festival? Apparently A LOT of people (a little over 82,000 to be *sort of* exact). And me...apparently me.

The Bay Area is full of strange festivals and traditions, particularly in San Francisco, but this garlic festival is an institution. The community of Gilroy hosted the first garlic festival in 1978 expecting 5,000 attendees and over 15,000 showed up. The hype is still there. Trust me, it was packed. Since its inception, the festival has raised more than $10M for local charities, because let's be honest, who doesn't want to eat for a good cause?! 

Day of, Laura, one of my co-workers (and friends - yay co-op!) brilliantly suggested that we get there right as it was opening to miss the traffic. As we were driving in, we could smell the garlic wafting at least a mile out. We parked the car in the designated lot and hopped on the bus to go to the festival. When we were standing in line for tickets I heard some people behind us say that they had waited in line for over an hour last year to just get on the bus from the parking lot (praise Laura). 

Alright, so let's get to the important stuff. GARLIC BREAD. In case you didn't get that, I repeat, GARLIC BREAD. 

There it is in all it's glory. Pretty great, I know. 

Now you might be thinking 

I present to you: Garlic Ice Cream. I'll be the first one to say it - it sounds disgusting. Truthfully though, it was pretty decent. I would give it a 6/10. It had the sweetness at the front end with just a bit of garlic bite at the finish. I don't think I'll be buying a pint of it anytime soon, but count me in for another free cone. 


There were plenty of other things to do at the festival (aka when we got full and needed a breather). We watched some live Chopped-style cook-offs, saw some people competing in a garlic braid race, wandered through many artisan's stands, and bought some cotton candy grapes (yes, they do taste like cotton candy). 

ALSO, this hat. Just thought you should see this. 


If you haven't had enough already, here's a pic of my fellow garlicky co-ops and me:


 And here's a pic of a fire breathing garlic (aka us after we left the festival):



Number 1 regret? I didn't get garlic fries. Don't repeat my mistakes. Always get garlic fries.

All in all, it was a pretty great day. Thanks for the gorgeous sunshine, Cali. Stay weird.

-xoxo-
Kate