"get a job so you have money to pitch in when you and your buddies decide to buy a pizza"- Glenn Taylor

The summer after my senior year in High School I wanted nothing more than to enjoy a classic “no obligation” summer. I was prepared to barbecue, float in the pool sleep in late and stay up later but, that all changed in about a week. My father insisted that I get a job. His exact words were “you need some of your own pocket money so you can pitch in for a pizza in college next year when you and your buddies want one”. My understanding of my expenses at college next year amounted to said pizza and beyond that nothing more. Needless to say I started applying for jobs roughly after Lehman brothers collapsed sparking the current recession we are all in. I actually had a good understanding of how bad it was because for an hour and 45 minutes every day of my spring semester I worked on a presentation for an academic challenge that focused on all the data that screamed the economy was not doing so hot. I got to find out firsthand what an unemployment rate of 10% looked like. I started applying to the places that I thought would hire a high school graduate: 3 grocery stores, 1 plant nursery, 2 Starbucks and a UPS packaging store later I was still without a job. Luckily my father talked to a first-rate family friend who hired me as what I like to call a “general labor practitioner”.  From 7:00 a.m. to 5:30 p.m. I played the role of pack mule/ditch digger/ extra set of hands/ interpreter/ site cleanup personnel/ unskilled demolitions personnel for a custom home building company that was doing home re-models because a home had not been built since mid 2008 when the housing bubble burst. I had no skills whatsoever in but I a knack for doing whatever I was told to do without question. So for the summer I dug ditches, demolished bathrooms, bedrooms, ceilings, walls (inside and out), hauled : drywall sheets, lumber, tools, rocks, more drywall sheets, insulation, and wet cement, cleaned countless rooms and work areas multiple times and interpreted broken English for homeowners and performed countless odd jobs in between all while 90% of the time enduring a scorching  North Carolina summer. Needles to say the job was not fun, but I did learned a valuable lesson and did earn enough to pitch in for the proverbable said pizza my father mentioned.  Aside from learning how to competently demolish certain parts of a home or tie a shirt around my mouth and nose as to prevent fiberglass insulation from manifesting itself in my lungs that a college education would be a fine investment. 

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 My name's Adam Taylor and I'm a student at NCSU majoring in business administration and international studies. I plan to graduate in 2013. I'm making this blog to document my Summer as an Intern for a fortune 500 company the energy business. I won't say their name until I have permission, but I will say that they have one of the most respected and excellent intern programs in the energy industry.

Read this blog to get an insight into what I do everyday, how I got here and what I'm getting from being here. Make sure to leave comments and check frequently. If you have any questions at all: something you want to hear more about, general questions about the corporate world to interview tips please feel free to send them my way.

I'm going to start my blog from the career fair all the way to the drive home.  Read and enjoy