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Week Two as an Intern: New Knowledge about the Grey’s Anatomy Cast; A Revolution, and Regret

By week two I was tired.  The quizzes were not helping me learn what I wanted to learn.  During our lunch breaks, the other intern and I began to complain about this and to secretly planned a revolution that would eventually change the way the internship was going.  I was slightly frustrated, and on top of that I was a bit stressed because I had found out something about two of the actors on Grey’s Anatomy.  One purpose the show served for me was to help me to unwind.  But I could not relax when I found out that two of the actors had a fight and one of the actors made gay slurs to the other.

For the past week that I was off from school, interning and Grey’s Anatomy were my life.  I could not look at the show the same way again learning that two of the actors were in conflict.  This had me losing sleep and waking up tired and unmotivated to wake up in the morning, though I was quite eager to head to the newsroom and listen to “The Editor’s” lectures about his career as a journalist and what he wanted us to learn.

When I went home at the end of my shift, I spent my nights watching You Tube videos of the cast and individual actors of Grey’s Anatomy on various talk shows.  I was happy to hear most of the actors saying things such as they like each other, and that they are pretty close.  Most of the actors who won awards thanked cast members.  I was thrilled to watch a video of Sandra Oh winning a Golden Globes and thanking her coworkers, and Shonda Rhimes, the creator of the show.

With this new knowledge that all was okay, I returned to letting Grey’s Anatomy consume my life when I was not in the newsroom.  And the revolution the other intern and I planned was boiling.  I told her that it was time to face “The Editor.”  We had to tell him that we want to learn Journalism.  We want to interview, write, and edit–not take quizzes on historical figures that we have never heard about.  Don’t get me wrong, I understood what “The Editor” was doing.  I understand the importance of history, and the fact that journalists “have to know a lot about a lot–not a little about a lot,” as “The Editor” would say.  But I felt like he was going about it the wrong way.  We were not retaining anything about those people we had written the 100 word essays on and we probably would not hear about half of them outside of the newsroom.

I thought of things that I would say to “The Editor” as the other intern said she would support me.  But it turned out that it was “The Editor” who initiated the conversation.  Somehow he had sensed that we were not gaining a lot from the quizzes.  He asked us what we would rather be doing and we told him that we wanted to write stories.  We were surprised at how flexible he was because he comes across as a stern person, even he realizes that.

As we continued to talk, “The Editor” began to seem passive aggressive rather than sincere.  He said, “since you guys want to do things your way, I’ll let you do things your way.”  He also compared our behavior to a person who watches a movie and want to leave the theater because the beginning of the movie seems boring and hard to follow.  He said that the movie eventually gets better but we would not be able to enjoy it because we did not watch it all the way through.

He told us for  our first story, we could write profiles, and if they were good, he’ll publish them.  My story was about an organization called FISH, which provides food and clothing to low-income families.  After that, he kept giving us more stories.  However, we did not know if or when they’ll get publish, which was a bit difficult because the people we interviewed called us to see when their stories would get in the paper.

“The Editor” also stopped lecturing us, and it seemed like he stopped talking to us.  He only handed us stories to write–making no eye contact–and responded indifferently when we greeted him or told him good-bye.  He wrote a column titled “Interns Should Be Careful What they Wish For.”  This was not the first column he wrote that included us.  He had written two before, both ranting about how our performance on the quizzes demonstrated the lack of knowledge of young people today.  No one told me public humiliation would be part of the job description as an intern for a newsroom.

We had what we wanted, but we needed to fix our relationship with “The Editor,” who I respect and appreciate for teaching us but disagreed with his teaching style.  I need instruction from him, and I feel like I should have continued watching the bad movie; maybe…just maybe it could have gotten a whole lot better.

Will our relationship with the editor improve?  Only time will tell.



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Actors on Grey’s Anatomy: Be as You are on the Show, Please?

I have no excuse for why I haven’t written lately.  This is my first full week off from school, and I have spent the few days not doing much of anything besides watching back episodes of Grey’s Anatomy, which I very much enjoy.

It has consumed my life for the past couple of days.  There are 126 episodes of it on Netflix and I have until the 21st to watch it, unless my cousin decides to renew the subscription.  I have so far gotten up to episode 42.

Until yesterday, my room was a scattered mess and I didn’t want to live in it, sit in it, write in it.  But this still is no reason to not be writing.  It was, however, a reason to clean it up–which I did.  Then why am I not writing?

Maybe it is because instead of talking about all the new things that have happened in my life–my college life (which is what this blog is supposed to be about), I have just spent about an hour and 30 minutes on Wikipedia reading bios on the cast of Grey’s Anatomy.  And I have to say, I’m disappointed.  I don’t mean I’m disappointed in the sense that the actors’ lives are not interesting or that their credentials are not impressive, but disappointed because the chemistry that I once thought the characters had on stage does not translate to their real lives.

For example, I have watched seasons one, two, and three; and I really like how the creator of the show was able to acquire a diverse cast.  I especially liked the friendship between George and Preston, until I discovered that while these two characters were friends on the show, in reality a series of controversies emerged in which the real-life Preston made insulting references to the fact that the real-life George is gay; that the real-life Derek and Preston had a scuffel; and that the real-life George left the show on unhappy terms.

This is disappointing.  This has me really sad.  I have other things to write.  But this is sad.  A very, very sad note to end up on.

Sleep is comming.  More to come soon.


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Hanging Out with the Cast of Grey’s Anatomy

Hang Out. 

It’s what most people my age do.  They hang out.  They go to parties, diners and pizzerias, café and clubs; and they are always accompanied by friends.  They chat and mingle.  It’s their time to relax, be silly, or to simply not do much at all.  They just hang out.

I don’t hang out much.  To make this clearer to you, I admit that while writing this I asked my twelve year-old brother to give me examples of some things that a typical twenty-something year-old college student does with his or her friends while hanging out.

When I am not at work, or writing, I’m usually reading for a class, doing research for a history paper, or editing an article for my journalism class. 

Friends? I have a few and recently have not been in close contact with most of them.  I do not know many people at the new college that I attend so Friday and Saturday nights, for me, are homework nights just like any other day of the week.  I don’t mind it.  I like getting good grades and making my family and professors proud.  But I have this much older and wiser person in my life who has told me that as a young adult, I have to do things that people my age are doing.  Hang Out. Do things that are fun.  Watching the news with my free time does not count.

I partly agree with her.  But as I begin to think more about it, there are certain things–fun things–that I make time for.  For example, later last year, I discovered Grey’s Anatomy.  I had heard about the show as early as 2007, but I was in a phase which led me to believe that the world was evil and to sanctify myself from it, I had to detach myself from the world, completely.  For me this meant no TV.  No news, no Everybody Loves Raymond, no “bad books.”

This went on for about two years, and finally, I’m awake again.  Sunday nights are my time to hang out.  My friends are the casts of Grey’s Anatomy and we meet on abc.com, where I watch episodes of the show.  We hang out.  We laugh together like friends do, and sometimes, I even cry with them.  I get upset when other people talk about my friends like when I read a review calling their latest episode, a musical–which I saw on Friday night–desperate.  Give them a break, Mr. Reviewer Guy! 

I’m happy when they are happy (like when I realized Callie was going to  have a baby) and sad when they are sad (I broke down when Arizona and Callie were struck by a truck while driving on the highway and Callie was thrown through the windshield to the hood of the car because she was not wearing a seatbelt. I was pleading to the creators of the show to keep Callie’s baby alive, as if they could hear me).

Grey’s Anatomy does everything I can ask for in a show.  It creates complex and likeable characters like Yang, it makes me laugh, keeps me in suspense, sometimes leaves me in a light mood, sometimes leaves me questioning the meaning of life.  When I’m watching Grey’s Anatomy, all the business that encompasses my life takes a back seat.  It is just me with my friends, hanging out.  

The show ends.  I say good-bye to my friends.  Until later…when we hang out again.

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