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Our beloved Unpaid Intern will be moving on to greener (hopefully paid) pastures at the end of the month—which means we’re looking for a fresh young overqualified face to subject themselves to three months of drudgery and self-loathing here at Mercury HQ. (Hey, at least you get to leave after three months! Ha ha. Ha.)
We’re seeking an arts intern who can commit to 15-20 hours a week, Mon-Wed. Most office hours will be spent doing thankless bitch work such entering data into our online film and music calendars, picking up Marjorie’s dry-cleaning, updating our restaurant database, transcribing Ezra’s music interviews into some approximation of coherent adult speech, making Erik peanut butter and honey sandwiches, and writing the occasional blog post; there will also be opportunities to write short film and music reviews.
The internship itself is unpaid, but you’ll be paid (a pittance!) for anything we publish—mostly, it’s a great way to get your foot in the door and get some published clips in the ol’ portfolio.
Please e-mail resumes to ahallett@portlandmercury.com (include writing samples if you have them, or write a really kick-ass cover letter. Also let us know what kind of arts stuff interests you most—music, fashion, film, books, etc.)
MERCURY INTERNSHIPS: The Toughest Job You’ll Ever Not Get Paid For.
That was the best photo I could find to represent how I imagine our interns feel on any given day.
I was told there would be cake.
Hey, isn't that a book?
OMG...I COULD DO THIS JOB.
Except I'd have to wear real pants, right?
Not pajamas?
Never mind.
But will there be swim caps?
That photo gives the assumption that there will be cake.
THERE WILL BE NO CAKE!