I OFFICIALLY HAVE A JOB.
After a week of leaving voicemails, I got a call from my contact (boss?) at the Chicago Board of Trade this morning to set a start date. My 8-week internship will begin next Monday at 8:00am, which gives me less than six days to 1) figure out exactly what the CBOT is, 2) brief myself on everything that's happening with the economy right now via WSJ online, and 3) squeeze in most of the day-long adventures on my bucket list.
I have absolutely no idea what to expect, but the little I do know sounds pretty sweet: I'll be working on LaSalle St. in the heart of the financial district, I will spend most of my time on the trading floor, and I will get out around 3:30 every day. Other than that, though, I'm completely clueless.
Usually, uncertainty makes me uneasy and this case is no exception. I feel completely under qualified for this job and am nervous about entering corporate America. I mean, I usually can't stomach the career fairs at Duke and the Board will probably be the BC on steroids. But I have resolved to go in there and kick some Wall Street ass. I am intelligent, talented, and more than capable of hanging with the big boys. I just have to go in prepared and put together and be extremely assertive and motivated.
It won't be a walk in the park, but it's not like I am climbing Everest either.
Let's do this.
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