Week seven so long, and thanks for all the mayonnaise

Week seven so long, and thanks for all the mayonnaise by Michael Cheary Week seven: so long, and thanks for all the mayonnaiseSo, this is it. The end is here. After almost two months of research, writing, presentations, meetings and  monitors, our interns have reached their final week.Here are their  final thoughts about life at reed.co.uk:AndrewDear London,My 8 weeks with you have come to an end, and while I will be leaving for sunnier skies, I must bid you a proper farewell.  You may have been a fickle mistress while I got to know you, but I wouldn’t have had it any other way.Even though I was often left traveling and exploring the nooks and crannies of the city by myself, you taught me how strangely wonderful it is to drown in one’s own thoughts while traveling solo, and to be honest, I always had your liveliness and energy as a friend.But there were times when we had our differences. Like when I realised how some pubs can get away with charging £7 for a cider, and how you stop all underground service after midnight.  Y ou were the bitter spouse who reminded my wallet how expensive basic ‘necessities’ (i.e. pubs, Ben Jerry’s, tacky souvenirs) are…  apparently it takes a lot of money to keep a healthy relationship going.  Also, why do you like to put so much mayonnaise on all of your food?You taught me what it’s like to work in the real world, and more about the recruitment industry than I could ever imagine.  My time working at reed.co.uk has now come to an end, and while I went in expecting to learn and improve my technical skills (which I did), I daresay everything else I learned about myself has been far more profound.  It’s funny how relationships work, right?  It will be odd not walking through the office doors every morning.So yes, there are things I’ve loved and hated about you; things that made me fall in love and things that drove me up the wall.  When I take the tube for the final time on Saturday to Heathrow, I’ll probably be pondering about everything that I’ve l earned, all the friends I’ve made, and how much I’ll miss it all.  That awful stench I’ve become so accustomed to on the Picadilly Line?  I’ll just pretend it’s the finest perfume you put on just for me to say goodbye.Until we meet again,AndrewStephanieAnd here marks the beginning of the end.Whether we shared a gentle nod, we had a connection. Or maybe it was a cheerful ‘Good Morning’, we had a connection. Whether or not it was me that used your mug, we had a connection. Maybe I swapped your swivel chair whilst you were away, we had a connection. One I will be forever grateful for and never forget.As the end of the 2 months creeps up on us, it has definitely taught me the power of time. What started as 5 strangers from across the globe turned into something that magic itself couldnt re-create:‘The interns’.To think after this week, this will be no more. As we leave a void that only the next intern group could fill, I plead to the future interns to please continue our legacy. Strive to continue what was birthed on July 21st 2014. The high work rate, the creative ideas, the visits to the pub, the bonding lunches in the park, the break out meetings and the (hopefully) captivating presentations. Don’t lose it, but rather build on the foundation we have built and do us proud.As you learn from the employees around you, don’t forget what is taught to you, for these skills and agile approaches to life will undeniably come in handy when you venture onto your next life journey in a new work environment.Organisation, time management, confidence and building efficient strategies are skills which I take as I make my departure.Thank you reed.co.ukAllyBy now I expect my blog has gained the traction to captivate the UK, Europe and the majority of overseas continents. So it’s with heavy heart that I disappoint billions with my very last blog post at reed.co.uk. I will endeavour to make all farewell idioms and metaphors transferable to most languages.T his week we’ve been analysing data. There’s nothing more satisfying than data entry and analysis. To be confronted with thousands of entries on a spreadsheet the size of West Yorkshire might seem daunting. But having mastered the fine art of ‘ctrl+F’ and ‘=vlookup’, no county-sized spreadsheet can vanquish me.We’ve also been beavering away at our much fabled Generation Z project. If that sounds  foreboding and mysterious it’s probably because I’ve omitted to mention it until now, and if my careless colleagues have leaked it before in their own blogs then they have  only themselves to blame. I certainly won’t be vouching for them when the secret services come a-knocking.Anyhow, come Thursday morning we’ll be declassifying our Generation Z research to the heads of the company. We’ve booked the boardroom, and this time we will be pre-empting any sub-zero conditions by adjusting the heating beforehand. You can’t possibly claim we’ve learned nothing on this in ternship.With much tweaking to be done on these aforementioned projects I leave my devotees to search for new idols amidst the intern blog market. I can only say it’s been a pleasure.  And while I would love to answer all correspondences personally, naturally the high volume of praise I receive means my PR department will answer on my behalf.Goodbye. Good luck.Ally McDermottConnorThis is it. The last ever intern blog.I really don’t know where to start This experience has taught me so much about the industry and its many facets, but more about myself. Living in another country, far away from home, I suppose would have that effect on someoneThroughout my time here at reed.co.uk, I have experienced an incredible amount of self-development. From time management and being able to complete my assignments no matter how many obstacles are thrown at me, to simply learning how to present myself in an actual, professional work environment, my time spent here has been fulfilling to say the least.I wanted to give a special thanks to the one and only, Dr. Ronda Beaman, for being an inspiration to us all and providing Andrew, Yaseen and I with such an awesome opportunity. Without you, I wouldn’t have had such a life-changing experience. I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to become infused with such a wide range of culture in the melting pot that is Europe. I wouldn’t have gained the knowledge about myself and the real-world that I hoped to find this summer. So, thank you.And thank you reed.co.uk for an unforgettable summer.YaseenI am about to give my biggest presentation at reed.co.uk. It has, however; just dawned upon me that this very well may be my last blog….after verifying with my colleagues, it seems that in fact, this IS my very last blog post.  And I type that with a very heavy heart.I am not entirely sure how to go about this last written catharsis.  Is this now the time to thank every single person within the confines of the reed.co.uk office, list them off name by name, reminisce on the very first interaction we each shared.  Or is this my opportunity to thank my fellow interns whom I have grown so close to.  In the interest of sounding as cliché as possible, after spending eight weeks with someone you really get to know them.Wow, I have actually surpassed my dismally high expectations of my natural affinity to sound ‘lame’.  What is not lame is the fact that I now have friends…if you stopped reading at this point, this could be cause for concern, but if you allow me to finish my statement, what I meant to say is these interns are no longer my peers, they have grown to be dear friends of mine.  Friends who I will go back to school with, and friends who I will most definitely call upon when I come back to London.After it is all said and done, I believe I would be remiss, if I did not take this as an opportunity to give an e-hug to everyone in the reed.co.uk office.  Not some odd, awkward hug you hope to finish as s oon as you start, but rather an embrace of two friends who cannot help but think of all the good times they shared, and refuse to recognise that it is over for now.  My dear friends at reed.co.uk and my lovely audience, I am afraid I must for the last time bid you adieu.Forever your loyal intern,Yaseen