And I did not ride the elevator with Cathie Black or David Carey or Anne Hathaway. I did not meet Gayle King. I did not hug Oprah.
I didn't expect to, either. But I did expect to finish a full day of work. Maybe even get my hands inky.
All in all, it was kind of anticlimactic. I walked up to this remarkable, important building thrilled, and left it a little disappointed -- five hours earlier than expected.
Still, everyone was so kind. The old editorial intern is still there, and they hadn't gotten my computer running, so there wasn't anything for me to do but read the intern manual. I didn't even sign any paperwork! So I went home. Oh well.
I think it'll all get grooving when the other interns show up and the old editorial intern leaves. I'm keeping my hopes high.
Goodnight!
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