I’ve been pretty busy lately, so I thought it was about time I exploited the aspirations of others by creating my own copywriting internship.
Things haven’t gone exactly to plan though. My intern has much more fur, and far less writing ability, than I was hoping for.
See for yourself.
This is Jerry. In spite of his smart appearance, you’re looking at all the work he did on his first day here.
He doesn’t care for authority. This was his only response the one time I asked him to make me a cup of tea:
When he did finally write something, the topic was far from suitable.
He’s a shirker. I waited hours for the brochure copy I assigned him before I finally found him hiding here:
Jerry’s one plus point is that he takes up very little space. I mean, his office is literally a shoebox.
In the end though, I had to let him go. Thankfully he’s not losing any sleep over it.