I Have a Feeling I'm Not in Kansas Anymore...

Leah S.

September 29, 2009 - 10:14 PM

Well as a quick re-introduction my name is Leah and I'm currently a sophomore at the University of Oregon. For those of you who followed me through my not so exciting freshman year, I promise you this year is way crazier. I most definitely have a plate full. There will be heart pounding action going on... Heck there already is, but that's another blog, another day.

 

Today is about Kansas. For those of you who are returning readers you might remember the excitement I felt after being chosen for the Southwestern internship this summer. It definitely was quite the experience. I survived my summer. It was great, really. I learned a ton about myself. It's really hard to explain in words what the job is like. I thought the best way was to give you my lovely schedule that I followed faithfully for three whole months. So here it goes...

 

It's June 12th about 3pm and I'm leaving for Nashville, Tennessee for an exciting week of sales school. I have never driven farther than Seattle, Washington from Vancouver, Washington so this was an exciting and super scary experience. Luckily a nice guy, Craig, from Scotland was cool enough to ride with me. We talked and joked and had a merry time. The only time I got really scared was at one point in Wyoming. I'm looking at the quarter of a tank that I know won't last but another half hour, forty five minutes at best and looking at the vast nothingness in front of me. My heart was pounding, my palms were sweaty, and it was all I could do to keep myself from freaking out. I was not about the lose the caravan I was in with another guy who also had no idea where we were heading really and push my car or call triple A on a highway in only God knows where in Wyoming. Luckily we made it to a gas station, although I was running on fumes. We spent the first night in a rest stop somewhere in Idaho and the second night in a hotel in Lincoln. There we met a bunch of the others that were going to Nashville as well. It was a happy reunion for those of us out for the first time. We got to see friends we had made back at campus and talk about the crazy drive that just went down. Then we piled into fewer cars to head to Nashville. Another long day of driving, but again we stayed in a hotel (much nicer than the rest stop I must say). Sunday is a bonus day of sales school. We just kind of get to see the place we will be training. I wake up at 5:59am to a buzzing alarm while the two old timers in the room with me and another first year race for the shower. It was crazy. It scared me for sure. I knew they raced, but this was intense. My manager who was sleeping next to me almost jumped over me to race to the shower, pulled the other manager who had already pretty much made it to the bathroom away and somewhere along the line the mirror got knocked off the wall. The other girl and I just stared open mouth not knowing what to think. Well sales school went on. My heart was pounding as we pulled up to the company. I was not sure what to expect. I thought maybe it would be this huge building that was super intimidating, but it really wasn't. It was just a big corporate looking building like you would see in any downtown city. Sales school was amazing...

 

OK, I'm leaving you here. This blog is getting long and I have no pictures to go with it. So until next time...

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