Welcome world! To my brain. Please keep your hands and feet inside the car at all times, and please refrain from touching anything....I know you might want to!

So, I'm no one special in this wide world of television brouhaha. I'm the intern. My story started with a conversation with the director of marketing that went a little like this:

Quincy: "Andrew, how would you like to give up your ONLY two days off in your work week and come work....FOR FREE at Bite?!! Basically be my bizatch for 3 months?"
Andrew: "Not rest at all in my work week. Burn myself out and not get compensated at all except for the odd day of birthday cake?! Dopesauce! Where can i sign up?!Can I sign in blood and tears?! I would LOVE THAT!!!

So once (or twice, if my rice driven body can handle it), I trek it from Dundas-ish area all the way to 'sauga to not get payed to do glorious TV work. This USUALLY entailing...calling to see how much it costs to rent a tank...or renting a flatbed truck for Jason Agnew....or putting tape up to create a grid for Sharon in her office...oh how glamorous it is. SO when I'm not doing such wonderful tasks as that, or sitting on Facebook, or watching the Conventioneers on BiteTV.ca, I'm gonna blog! And I'll let you know about the stuff going on at the station, and let you know the glamorous lifestyle that IS being the Bite intern...excuse me, I think Quincy wants me to get her tea....oh...how....glamorous!!!

THE INTERN