Confessions of an elephant journal intern.
Recently, my czar, Waylon Lewis, posted an article that elephant journal is hiring. As our numbers increase and our website becomes more popular, we are looking to become more professional. Waylon is of course spearheading this operation, and he is on a nation-wide manhunt to find more people to boss around.
Waylon claims that he wants: “…to bring together those working (and playing) to create enlightened society. To be of benefit to a world full of suffering.” He really just wants to benefit from making you suffer.
Currently, he is on vacation, in the desert, watching Coachella (whatever the hell that is). So, the website is being managed by a crack team of interns and volunteers. Basically, he is allowing the inmates to run the prison.
Since he is gone, I figure I can use this time to let you in on the internal workings of elephant journal, and expose you to the horrors that we interns face.
First off is a secret video that we took of Waylon thrashing us at a meeting:
Awful. Just awful.
Truthfully, I can’t understand why I accepted the job when this is how he interviews people:
He scares me.
While in the office the other day, Waylon just snapped. He turned toward me and mimed a choke hold. I felt like I was in Star Wars, again:
Oh the humanity!
Most of the time, I don’t think survive the boring struggle to just get through the day.
Basically, he’ll flat out tell you how awful the working conditions are; however, most of the time, he doesn’t make a whole lot of sense. Here are some of his wonderful mind-grapes:
Realistically, it is a pleasure to work for elephant journal, and I have enjoyed every minute of it.
Waylon is completely opposite of the video. While he catches plenty of flack, most of it is undeserved. He works tirelessly to provide us with some great content (I can’t imagine what will happen to the site if he ever gets the flu). He cares deeply for his writers, their opinions, and the right they have to express these ideas. Sometimes this love comes across as bullying. Instead, you can see him as a big brother to the whole site. He wants to protect it, and that is endearing.
Truthfully, he is a pleasure to work with. (With Waylon, you never work for him. Instead, you are an equal member of the team.)
If you live in the Boulder area, I would suggest applying to work with the amazing staff, writers, and captain. Clearly, all of this is a joke and just a way to poke fun at Waylon, at Waylon’s expense.
Joe Yeoman thinks you’re pretty awesome. Hopefully, when you meet him, you don’t spit in his face. You can contact him at Joeyeoman [at] gmail [dot] com. Follow him on twitter @themindfullife, @walkthetalkshow, and @joeyeoman. Friend him of Facebook.
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