If there’s one thing my internship has taught me, it’s to be prepared to do anything. When I started as an intern I was ready to network, go to meetings, fill out paperwork, sit at my desk and research, plan events, work through the day and then staff an hours-long program, even go on the (hopefully) occasional coffee runs and stand all day at the copy machine. Then I found myself almost three full weeks deep into the same project; I was in the museum basement, running up and down the hallways that connected its two buildings exploring every forgotten nook and cranny helping to unpack, count, sort, label and fill almost twenty thousand small blue gun lock boxes that were, with our work, to be transformed into the piece de resistance of the newest family program. I was covered in dust and spider bites. This is your reminder that nothing is below you.
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