Thursday, June 16th
I woke up today feeling rather tired. I mean, having little time to sleep for myself at night is beginning to catch up with me. I was a bit of a zombie getting ready this morning. Thankfully, I’ve established the habit of having my clothes ready to go for the week every Sunday night.
Anyway, by the time I made it to the bus stop, I was trying so hard to stay awake.
But thankfully, I wasn’t waiting for the bus for too long. When it showed up, I swiped my pass and got on. My initial idea was to catch a nap while on the way downtown, and I did just that. Honestly, the bus is starting to become a second bed for me.
But my nap was short-lived, unfortunately. Luckily, I have a well-established sense on when and where the bus is, even when I’m not paying attention. So of course, I woke up like two stops before my own.
When I got off the bus, I walked to work. On the way there, I couldn’t help but notice a peculiar stencil spray-painted into the sidewalk.
I got to Artpace not long thereafter. And the minute I got in the door, I went straight to work. I was taking time to print out the questions that I would need to ask Adriana today. In the meantime, I was researching the next member, Fresh Urban Flowers. I was also deciding on the next one after Fresh Urban Flowers that I would investigate.
During my research, I noticed some kids outside of my office door. Normally, I keep my door open because everyone else around me has their office door open. I sorta like my privacy because I can just get in the zone, but I also don’t want to seem closed off either (no pun intended.)
These kids were walking through Artpace and I had no idea what was going on. However, I was also trying not to get distracted with them. I did see Hyland walking with them so I figured that she was doing something important for Zaneta.
But before I knew it, it was almost 11AM. It would be time for me to leave Artpace and go interview Adriana Flores across the street at Alamo Music Center. To be honest, I wasn’t feeling nervous. While I was doing something somewhat unusual, I wasn’t going to let it get me down.
I picked up my questions, brought with me my clipboard, paper, and a pen, grabbed the “Charcoal” iPad and I was out the door by 10:55 AM. When I reached Alamo Music Center, I stepped inside and I was somewhat amazed.
The view inside the store was quite amazing. Honestly, there felt like there was so much going on, that my eyes got distracted. I saw pianos and guitars and other stuff, but mostly pianos.
I was greeted by the woman at the counter (who was quite nice I might add), and she of course asked how I might be helped. I told her that I had an interview scheduled with Adriana Flores at 11AM. She told me that she would be with me shortly and that I could take a gander around the store in the meantime. Of course, I couldn’t help but look at everything.
I noticed all of the music affiliations throughout the store. I mean, they had posters with quotes from Frank Sinatra, Billie Holiday, I mean the list goes on. The building looked really old but it also felt like it had history. Either way, I was pretty comfortable.
What was also really captivating was the dinosaurs and the guitar on the front counter. Now, these were the kind of dinosaurs that are plastic and that kids plays with in primary school. I honestly, felt pretty happy playing with those things until I noticed the miniature guitar!
Yeah, I noticed this thing out of the corner of my eye. It just stuck out to me so I couldn’t help but take a picture. And just as I was starting at it intensely, Adriana came out to greet me.
She was quite the gentle woman I admit. I know that Scott had told me how nice she was but, he didn’t really do it justice. She was completely welcoming and so sweet and kind. She took me to the back of the store, in the recital hall of the building. We sat down in two chairs surrounding a small table to conduct the interview.
Now, the interview went fantastic! I mean, I’m not really a professional interviewer but, I did quite a good job if I say so myself. Honestly, Adriana was quick to expand on everything and she was super detailed. The history of the building, the business and everything was truly interesting to learn about.
As the interview went on, I could tell we were getting more and more comfortable with each other. I mean, we got to a point where we got off topic but I let the conversation stay organic. While it was an interview, I was also aware that sometimes it’s best to just “talk” instead of converse.
We talked for over 45 minutes. Now, I recorded 45 minutes of the conversation but after I turned off my recording device, we continued to talk. She asked me about my affiliation with Artpace and what I was doing and how I was as a person. I let her in and told her about my social life and little personal history here and there. It was pretty great honestly.
But I also knew that I couldn’t keep her forever. I knew she had to get back to running the business and I had to get back to Artpace. I thanked her for her time and told her that I would keep in touch. When I said that, I meant it too. Even though it might be hard for me to do it with all that I do, I wasn’t going to let my duties stop me from leaving her with a good impression.
Anyway, I left the store and went back to Artpace. I got back to my office and I couldn’t help but take a picture of myself. I was feeling so good and awake at that moment that, I had to capture the moment!
Then I went on lunch right after that. I watched some more cartoons and ate my lunch. Still, that time just flies on by when you’re relaxed. One second I’m laughing at stupid jokes and the next, I’m back to work.
When my lunch was over, Hyland came by my office and dropped off the applications for a few more applicants for the Teen Council. I took the chance to talk a little with her since I hadn’t seen her in a while. We chatted really, about nothing at all, but it was nice to talk with her.
She went back upstairs and then I called the three people that she left me with. What I thought was most interesting was that two of the people I called were brothers and one was on his own.
Now, if I may be frank, neither of the brothers left a big impression on me and to be even more honest, it would be awkward to choose one over the other. But I do remember Arthur Tricket-Wile (yes, that’s his name.)
You know, he was definitely an interesting guy. I mean, his application was spotless. If it were left to paper alone, he definitely would have made it. But while talking with him, I noticed something in particular. He was really about promoting himself.
Now, there’s nothing wrong with being proud of who you are and what you’ve done but there are some things that I don’t need to know. For example, he proudly told me that he actually helped a few other people who applied for the Teen Council with their applications. Even more, one of them was Santiago who I called the last week.
Honestly, Arthur was a great guy, but he definitely seemed like a loner. I got the feeling that he could do so much on his own but wasn’t a huge “team player” if you get what I’m saying. Still, he was at least funny and honest, which I appreciated.
While I did tell him that he was a strong candidate, I had a feeling that he might not get chosen for that lack of “team” in his attitude. Truth be told, he is a great leader already and I wondered what being on the Teen Council would actually do for him. I mean, he’s already long ahead of other people, so this wouldn’t be a step-up for him. It would be just another thing he did.
Anyway, I returned the applications, along with my notes, to Zaneta in her office. Those phone calls kept me busy for the rest of the day until about 4PM. Now, for that last hour of my day, I just spent time organizing how I was going to dissect this interview and compile my notes.
I mean, I uploaded the interview to my work computer so I could listen to it whenever I needed to. However, I wasn’t going to dive into it right away. I figured I would save that for tomorrow when I had the full day ahead of me. So instead, I kept researching Fresh Urban Flowers.
The end of the day came swiftly and assuredly. Just like that, it was 5PM. I packed up my office and was out the door. I walked down to the bus stop and waited on the bus. It came and I got on.
I took that ride back to the north side of town where I live and then, my day was over. My 9th day as an intern had ended…