The next few days went great for me at D Magazine. I was learning my way around the city and everything was getting more familiar. Around 9:45 PM on my fourth day I was walking back to my car and a homeless man came up to me asking if I had some money. I told him that I had no cash on me and when I said that he reached for my camera bag. My bag had about $5,000 of camera equipment at the time and if you know me then you know I would die before someone stole from me; it’s just the principle of it. I knew he didn’t have a gun or knife because he would have already pulled it so I charged him and beat the dude down cracking my knuckle in the process. The next morning, I came into the office with a makeshift wrap over my hand and my manager asked what happened. I told him and he started laughing really hard and said “who in their right mind would mess with you”? I explained to him that I was just a big teddy bear until you mess with my gear. That afternoon I was able to cover a story over an old macaroni factory in Ft. Worth that turned into an office space for some up and coming businesses. The place was incredible. The 100 year old building still had all of its equipment and everything still smelt like pasta. The spaces in the wood floor still had noodles in it. It has always been one of my dreams to go into a place that made pasta and who knew I would get to cover a story over one of the most iconic business in DFW my first week. The work area had a rustic vibe to it that couldn’t be recreated. The businesses that rented the space all did things very differently. One was a coffee manufacture, the other was a leather company. The smells varied from room to room and coincidence had it that those three very different smells are my different but room they all combined and they did not complement each other at all.

The first week of my internship experience was eventful. My mom wasn’t happy with me defending my gear but she will understand at a later date. I was proud of what I got to be a part of for the summer.