After a week-long hiatus for vacation, I was welcomed back to the command center to a dismal feeling. As August approaches (TWO DAYS!) our team is beginning to be disbanded. Our internship required 200 hours of each of us, and although a few of us have worked fewer hours due to other commitments or jobs, some of our team has logged enough to be finished by the end of the week.
What does this mean? Well, for starters, Michele is freaking out. I am sure it’s only because she has separation anxiety, and she has grown so attached to us that the thought of us leaving scares her. Yup, must be it. However, for the rest of us, it means losing valuable assets to the team. I have no doubt that we will be able to pick up where they leave off, but it’s kind of scary to realize that this summer is coming to an end.
We have worked hard for the last couple months. Although it may seem unsettling right now, our team disbanding just leaves room for the rest of us to step up to the plate. I think we did a great job of showcasing our skills thus far, but this will take the remainder of us further outside our comfort zones.
With three more weeks for me, I plan on making the most of what we have left. It’s terrifying when the date is in front of you, but to have the due date merely a couple weeks away, sends me into a pit of anxiety. It’s time to show Michele just what we are made of. We got this.
We have tackled two weeks as a radio team. Somehow we have gone an entire hour both times with only a few stumbles (and thanks to me a few country songs.)
Contrary to my past beliefs, radio isn’t easy. Even with three other interns down in the room, it’s not simple to pull off rapport. I thought going into the whole situation that since we are pretty outgoing people it would be fun and easy. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a great time. We are really good as a group, and we share a lot of laughs during downtimes in the show.
So what’s the problem? Interest. We have stories, we have explanations and we have plenty of questions we can answer. The problem we keep facing is the fact that we can’t sit on radio for an hour every Monday and say the same things if we want to keep an audience. Maybe it has been poor planning on our part, but I think we are just thinking inside the box too much.
We decided after a few technical glitches this week that we need to set up a better outline for next time. I don’t think it’s a bad idea, and I am really excited for the next show.
Regardless of how smooth it goes every time, we are getting the chance to experience a whole new venue for this project. I wouldn’t have guessed at the beginning of this project I would be on the radio mid-summer. No matter the number of listeners, I’m gaining valuable knowledge for my future. I don’t think I could rave anymore about this internship, but I’m sure I will a few more times before it’s over.
In the beginning of this internship, I blogged about being THAT person that has to leave the room to order pizza on the phone, due to embarrassment and laughing. This past Monday, I found out that I get that same feeling from talking on the radio. Yes, the radio.
Four of us had the opportunity to host IUP SVP’s radio hour. Every time I was able to give my input, I couldn’t quite get all of the words out that I wanted to. My mind went blank quite a few times. This is just one of those things that’s going to take some repetition, like the phone calls. At this point, I don’t have much of a problem anymore with contacting IUP faculty, staff, etc. to speak about IUP SVP. I have no doubts that in time, I’ll have a lot more fun with this radio hour and be able to break out of my shell…a little.
(I’ll also have to get used to having the paparazzi (Juliette) capture everything during the show.)