They say every job is tough, you've got to find the one that's worth it.
You've got to do the one you love, the one you enjoy.
Today, I went for an internship interview at Burson-Marsteller. I hardly got to say much, all my prepared answers put aside in order for the lady to explain the firm, the internship, and how working in public relations is bloody hard work whilst the pay is crap. Therefore, what they need are people with the big p-word. Passion, she said. She had already pre-empted all the questions I intended to ask.
Later, I thought about what I wanted to write. And I wondered about why I ever gave up Journalism as an option, why I never took any journ courses beyond Basic Media Writing and why do I still, in spite of that, have the feeling in my gut that journalism, and not public relations is what I want to do. I can't for the life of me remember why I wrote it off completely.
Alright, I do know.
