By Sophia Brockman, WE Tech Practice Intern
One thing just became retrospectively very clear to me: college is not real life. After living it up in my cushy college town, the transition into what millennials refer to as “real adulthood” has been jarring to say the least. All of a sudden it’s not acceptable to stay out until 2 a.m. on a Tuesday, eat McDonald’s for dinner every night or drink wine from a bag. Next thing you know I’m going to bed by 9:30 p.m. and watching the news instead of South Park. When this did happen?
A little perplexing for my poor collegiate brain, but I’m proud to say I’ve gone through the five stages of post-grad grief and my time here at Waggener Edstrom has been key to shifting my paradigm of what the future holds for a reluctant adult like me. Yes, I still watch Pretty Little Liars, and yes, I still eat Ben & Jerry’s Phish Food straight from the container, but over the last few months, I have felt a fundamental shift in my psyche in the transition to becoming a (gasp) real adult.
I find myself raring to take on the world at 7 a.m., jazzed about a pair of new slacks and excited to see what the tech practice has in store for me today. The Starbuck’s crew has my coffee order down, and I even iron my blazer before work without burning myself. Over time I’ve slowly realized that you can get the same kind of satisfaction from drafting a successful pitch as I once did from making the last cup in beer pong, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. I’ve replaced my frat parties with happy hours, naptime with brainstorms, and late-night McDonald’s runs with lunchtime intern bonding, but all of this and more is exactly what makes me realize that just because I’m not in my college town bubble anymore, doesn’t mean I can’t still live life to the fullest.
The interns have found a truly supportive family here at WE where we’re encouraged to take every opportunity to work our hardest and play even harder. Little things like Intern Fun Week, anniversary celebrations, and the infamous “there’s food in the kitchen” emails all point to WE as the perfect place for our transition into real adulthood.
As our internship comes to a close, we emerge from our bemused, intern cocoons as fully-functioning PR professionals, ready to enter the industry armed with fiery ambition and the notion that we just might make something of our former, bar-hopping selves. So I want to thank you, Waggener Edstrom, for not only setting me up for success in my professional life, but inadvertently setting me up for success in this next stage of formidable post-collegiate life, real adulthood.
Although let’s be honest I don’t think I’ll ever stop eating ice-cream straight from the container.