My Summer

There is an unwritten rule of writing that states that a piece of writing is not to start out with a cliché. But I consider myself somewhat of a rebel, hence I am going to start this entry off with the adage and cliché that time heals all wounds. I am not wounded, but it has been a month since I have been in Israel and instead of missing it less everyday I find myself clinging harder to the aspects of Israeli society that I so happily took part of while living there. Like my father, I love the beach. While in Israel I would go to the beach four or five times a week, it became the place where I was happiest and most comfortable. Now being at home I miss the beach more each day and have a fix to go to the beach worse than Robert Downy Jr. fix to coke. However, life isn’t all that bad in the states. Last Monday I started working at a online advertising agency outside of Philadelphia in Conshohocken where my official title is a finance intern. My job is not the most exiting but it gives me something to do and gives me a well needed resume builder. My responsibilities are limited, but this doesn’t bother me, I spend most of the day doing reports for sales reps in which I pull data from one source paste it into a excel document, format the spreadsheet and send it out. The best perk of the job is the food. On Mondays a breakfast of bagels with a variety of cream cheeses and muffins is served. Lunch is given to us on Tuesday and Fridays (this first week there was a nacho/taco bar and hoggies) with soft pretzels for a snack on Wednesday s. Usually I keep my body in good shape, but this job is making it hard because of all the food and snacks that they give us. The company that was given the pleasure of receiving my services is called Pointroll. It is a relatively young company (only started in 2000, I think) and even with the slump in the economy is growing and growing. Most of the people who work for the company are also young, right out of college or only a few years out. Also there is no dress code, shorts and flip-flops is acceptable and encouraged it seems like, I am not complaining. The only bad thing is that I am commuting to and from work. Somedays I take the train which takes about 2.5 hours one ways and other days I drive which takes 1.5-1.75 hours one way. I am still looking for a place in and around Philadelphia but am really skeptical that I will find something that works for my wallet and person.