Living the dream

I majored in journalism because I couldn't major in shopping--they didn't offer that program at Grand Valley. But today I tasted for a second what life would be like to shop for a living.

This morning, all of the Quicken Loans interns went to the grand opening of the Somerset Collection event at the CityLoft for Downtown Detroit Days. Basically, the most amazing mall in Michigan came to our backyard here at Quicken Loans. I could stop right there and be satisfied. But it gets better... an intern event was made out of it. Hundreds of us interns released balloons to celebrate the kickoff of this event, and then we shopped. It only made sense that if I was getting paid to shop, I had better get something (not that I needed much convincing). It took about five minutes before I found the cutest little black dress from the buckle.

Now, because I am still basking in my post-retail bliss, I am leaving out of a few details...like the heat. Blistering heat, scorching sun, scarce shade, stagnant wind. It was HOT. We waited outside for about a half hour before we released the balloons and then waited a little longer before we got to shop. A group of other interns and myself bounced from different pockets of shade trying to find some relief. We eventually ended up huddling outside the doors where the air conditioning from the building was seeping out. It was also prime location for us when they let us in.

This would be a good time for me to introduce Morgan, the other intern that works on my team. She snapped this photo of the balloon release:

You can follow her on Instagram: mosilver

Morgan and I had 15 minutes to shop before we had get in a meeting (did I mention this meeting had mediterranean food?) Challenge accepted. We both walked back to our desks shopping bag in hand. Morgan's sweater purchase is already paying off. You see, it may be super hot outside, but it's a freezer in our building. People walk around like its mid-January (and then die when they go outside). 

Despite a few temperature issues, it's a good day to be an intern here. 

Ps--If I did major in shopping, I would minor in cooking. 

Wake up and smell the Red Bull

At this rate, the Red Bull will kill me before I make it to 60. They should sponsor me for how much I drink.

I was never the type in college to stay up to all hours of the night doing miscelaneous activities. I liked to be snuggled up in my bed with my eye mask on and ear plugs in by 11. Ten hours later I would wake up to go to class. That was the life. It's only been a week and I look back fondly on the good ole days when my weekend started on Thursday nights. Friday class? Not for me.

Now, 5 seems to be my new favorite number: 5 day work week, 5 hours of sleep, 5 am wake up call, 5 Red Bulls a day (just kidding about the Red Bull).

My summer used to consist of lounging on a lifeguard stand soaking up the sun. My biggest problem? The ridiculous tan lines from that lifeguard suit. You'll be happy to know that is no longer an issue. You have to get a tan in order to get a tan line. The tan are getting tanner, and the white are looking whiter. I am among the latter.

Summer is no longer synonymous with break. But, if I am not going to spend my summer at the pool, it better be for something good.

I am interning at Quicken Loans in the marketing department, and although I may not be poolside, I'm in the heart of Downtown Detroit working for an amazing company. I may not be getting tan, but I would rather have this experience later in life than wrinkles.

My college bubble has popped and I'm slowly making my way into the real world.