It is barely my first day as an intern and I already want to
curl up in a small ball. In the contract it did not deliberately state that I
would be modeling in fact I can barely walk two steps without having to look
straight back down to make sure that my feet are synchronized by the movements
being signaled via neurons. How did this
mistake happen? I had my resume proofread many times by my teachers, parents,
my neighbor, even by Oscar, my tabby cat. Who most of the time pretends to be a
lion but I won’t tell him because that would just crush his dreams. Perhaps
this a sign from above that I should not screw this opportunity up and that I
should follow through it even it means flaunting body parts that I do not even
own. This could probably work…
“Rose.” The defiant voice rings from the room next door.
Alert and ready, I stand up from my tiny office, adjust my black
skirt and follow the source of the voice. My first task, what an honor! Just
making my final turn into his office, I politely knock on the door which was
already open to acknowledge my presence.
“Rose, may you fill up my water bottle? Thank you.” He waves
his bottle in front of my face.
The gleam of hope from my face is immediately replaced with
pitiful disappointment such as the rest of the self confidence that was
building up for this moment. That is all that he needed? No noble task of,
“Rose I need your opinion on this” or “Rose can you escort the ambassador of
Japan to the dining room?” nope none of that but a water bottle to fill. Well you
are just going to have to start from the lowest pit of the dump to reach
decency here. I give him a simple nod and I head straight to the water fountain
which is near the makeup room. It is like Hollywood in there, making anyone who
walks in there a totally complete person the moment they step out of that room.
Though there is a downside of Hollywood who accidentally creates a bitch out of
someone from time to time. Stay true to you is the major rule that I constantly
tell myself turn your flaws into something marvelous and unknown for. I return
the water bottle and I slump back into my seat. The office that is temporarily
mine at the moment used to be a storage room so this room from head to toe is
filled with shelves all organized by office supplies on one side and important
paper work on the other. Sadly there are no windows in this room but if I leave
my door the skylight from the hall illuminates this dull room. I probably might
have to stop by a craft store and purchase some paintings to hang up on the
wall.
