JP - the French guy
I decided today that I’m not going to continue my third internship. I had talked to this French guy, JP, who is involved in the Equine industry. While I was working at the Equine Center, Jen, my boss, asked if I might want to work with him. Of course, she thought it would be paid, but it turns out he doesn’t have any money now. He was going to be applying for a grant, but then he didn’t know if it would be able to pay employees and I’m not sure if he even applied. I said I would work a little for him anyway, and he said he would pay me once he got membership fees for this new program he is starting. Which this might turn out to be a huge success and I could have a good job when I come back from Oxford, but I really just don’t want to do it. I want to read for fun and relax in the evenings. So I went and talked to Jen, and she said she was sort of surprised I took it with all the rest of the stuff I had going on anyway, especially since it wasn’t paid. She said if he gets angry, then he does. No warnings about how if he gets angry it might hurt the relationship with the Equine program. Which I did get warnings about that if I had decided not to go to Oxford, how it might hurt that program. I really like Jen and she seems always willing to help. Randa was there too, the woman who actually hired me, and she looked really happy to see me. I’m glad I had that job this past semester. I didn’t do much, but they really liked me and they say I need to come have lunch with them and keep in touch. Two more people that I can say I was glad to meet and wouldn’t have if I hadn’t gone to G-town. See? I try to be positive. It just doesn’t always work out for me.