It was a snowy Friday morning in Vancouver. The weather alone should have tipped me off that I was in for an unusual day. As I entered the Spring office and walked past the straw wall, airplane wing table, and Dan’s hair gel, everything seemed relatively normal. It was upon entering the kitchen that I realized why today was different. You see, the Spring kitchen is usually a happy place filled with grilled sandwiches, stinky lunches and a dedicated (albeit mediocre) dishwasher. On this day however, the kitchen was decidedly somber as one of the light bulbs had burnt out. Most people wouldn’t really bat an eye if they saw something like this at work. “Someone else will fix it,” they might say, but in my case I AM that someone else.
I’ve worn a lot of hats as an account services intern at Spring: coffee acquisition technician, pogo stick tester, VP telephone answering services – SW office regional division, account coordinator and so on. But electrician, NEVER. I’m not a scientist (THANKS Mom & Dad) but my understanding of changing light bulbs is that it involves voltage and electricity and other things that aren’t good for your brain. This situation was dangerous. Alas, the light bulb needed changing, so as the heroic intern my destiny was set.
Armed with only my nimble fingers and a step ladder that looked like it came from the set of “There will Be Blood,” I proceeded to tango with a needlessly complicated light fixture (THANKS Yaletown) for the better part of an hour. When all was said and done, I was shockingly (see what I did there?) still alive and the kitchen was awash in a warm halogen glow. Mission accomplished.
In conclusion, I’d like to thank: gravity, Amir (for turning off the lights while I was changing them), and Spring for giving me the opportunity to change the light bulb… and also work with a bunch of awesome people to accomplish some really great things. I’ve been an account intern for less than 2 months but the things I’ve learned have turned me on to a great career path and I couldn’t be more fortunate than to be here. And hey, if all else fails, I’m going to get really good at changing light bulbs.
Update: The adjacent light bulb has now burnt out; such is the life of the Spring intern.