Remember your first ever “real” job? Remember how nervous you were your first week? Yeah, that lasted about a month for me. Having only ever been a lifeguard, bar back, and working for my school’s athletic department, I never had a corporate job. I got my own desk here. MY own desk. That small fact was enough to make me know it wasn’t going to be so bad.
I just sat there in training that first morning observing everyone else. “Was I too dressed up? Not dressed up enough?” It seemed everyone around the office had varying degrees of professional to non-professional attire. Now, something as trivial as this would not bother most people but, again, the only jobs I had up until this point I had uniforms at each of my jobs. I was always told you want to be the best dressed person in the room. Later, I came to find out that there is no set dress code as long as you don’t make anyone uncomfortable. So essentially I could have came in wearing boxers. Alright, maybe not boxers but dress attire for work is the last thing on anyone’s mind here. Back to the training session. This was all going on when I was still new in my marketing minor. I still wasn’t entirely sure what revenue even was. I just knew it was good for the company. A good majority of my coworkers were business majors or a major related. Every time a business term was thrown around, I would simply nod my head yes in agreement and smile. Works every time. I began thinking to myself, “am I going to have to study for this job as if it were a class?” At the conclusion of training week it was time to hit the phones. As a junior recruiter for healthcare professionals I hadn’t the slightest clue what I was doing. I started calling doctors, and boy, I butchered so many names. Doctors aren’t the best people to piss off if I might add. If your last name is ten letters and seven of those are vowels seemingly jumbled around… c’mon man I’m trying my best. Lots of hang ups and people cursing me out the first week. Great start. After a few weeks though, making the calls felt like second nature. It got to the point where I could personalize my message without looking at the script. I got so used to making the calls where I would accidentally change the pitch of my voice when speaking to a waiter/waitress, or family member on the phone. Have a great day became have a GREAT day. Message of the story is to stop overthinking the little things. You might sell yourself short and not meet your full potential. If I had kept worrying about how I compared to other people in the office I would never have became good at this job. And now I love my internship and the experience I have gained so far.
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