Colleagues

Today was my last day at the website. We went out for lunch, and my colleague bought me 'Chinatown' as a parting gift, after I revealed earlier this week I'd never seen it. Working in the office has been so much fun, even if I have had to cobble together conversation pieces with my French colleagues!

In the abstract, I will tell you that you can't always pick your colleagues but it helps to have some chat even if you wouldn't be friends outside of work. I was lucky - young office, more anglophones that you'd expect: I made ace friends. I'm going to miss my boss - an Oxbridge grad, as of two years ago, thirdwave feminism, uberhip, and very funny - and the other intern, because she and I have kept each other company in a strange foreign city where we have no other friends. Our friendship of necessity turned into us really liking each other's company.

But the place I worked before was cool too, and not everyone was my age. To be frank, I'm sure there's a lot of shit jobs I could do, provided I had fun colleagues.

What about you guys, do you get on with your colleagues or not? Any horror stories? Tips on how to make friends at work?

To conclude Paris, I would say I really enjoyed it, would recommend a similar internship to anyone, and will miss the city ('s bakeries) like mad.

On my return to England, I'm going to be scouring the job pages for the hottest arts-grad jobs around, and delivering them straight to this blog. Check back this time next week for the first installment! - Eurostarlette