Well it finally happened, I got an internship! But an element that me and my friends are dealing with is how much can we really talk about our experiences?

So here goes, and hopefully I don’t get into too much trouble.

I am interning at The iPR Group and I absolutely love it! This is a scary point in my life and I put a big gamble on the whole PR thing.  The moment I finished my first “billable” hour at The iPR Group I finally was able to see a future for myself.

The iPR Group is a small boutique agency that specializes in consumer, consumer technology and corporate communications. I do a lot of research for my boss.  In my interview I told him flat out, “I can find ANYTHING!” (I hope I am demonstrating this.)

Pretty much I surf the internet all day, reading various technology blogs in the attempts to pair up suitable matches to pitch to.  I take this very seriously, because I know what it is like to receive an unrelated pitch.

Actually, right now I relate some of my experience to telemarketing (but more glamours of course).  The whole act of “pitching” to someone where the moment you say you are with such and such PR firm instantly shuts down the line of communication is very discouraging.  However, I am learning from John, the owner, how to find that line between being myself and representing the client.  After all, if targeted correctly, you are providing useful material.  At least, I hope this is the case!

My future is just beginning, I can feel it and I don’t think I would be getting half the real world experience with any other agency! The people at the iPR Group are professional, personable and, most importantly, teaching me how to play this game and win!

I wanted to take a moment to vent (for anyone who cares to read this). So I once thought of myself as a huge supporter of online dating but now I am starting to rethink things. I have met many people and creatures from various online communities, but recently, I met a man who ventured dangerously close to my idea of perfect. Meet “Creig Lurphy“, a confident man that boasted, “he would never hurt me.” Tisk tisk, this is my own fault for believing this too soon into it. I think I am just so sick of dating that I am making myself vulnerable.

Now before you all think this is a spite-filled rant, relax. The rant is directed to the dating game in general. Dating sucks, lets face it. In hind sight, my “Creig” experience taught me that I can’t give up hope. I was pissed off at how things ended, but let me tell you how it began. ONLINE. Maybe I should not have merged my online presence with my offline feelings. The irony of this situation is that two weeks ago I asked him to candidly talk about his experiences with online dating and me. The irony is that he assured me, my class and my mom that he liked me and that he would never had met me if it wasn’t for online dating. Live and learn I say.

I am still coming to terms with losing someone I felt very comfortable with. “Le sigh“

Anyway, I have bigger fish to fry, try and eat up.

Blog post still to come, in the process of writing it.