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What a long, strange internship it’s been …

I hold an Angie’s List record. No, I haven’t done any research to prove it. You’ll have to trust me (as I unsuccessfully told Guinness World Records officials). To my knowledge, I’m the longest-running intern in the Angie’s List Publication Department, and probably in the entire world.

Being an intern isn’t the most prestigious job. I really resent how I spend half of each workday pushing cars out of the mud and doing frivolous, humiliating parlor tricks to amuse staff members. Of course, I look at the glass as half full: All those ruthless insults were actually “constructive criticisms.”

I’ve been at the List almost two years. As my desk neighbor Matthew likes to joke, that makes me a “senior intern.” Well, I’m sad to say I’m retiring that esteemed, albeit paradoxical, title. It’s time to move on.

In a few weeks, I’m graduating college and beginning a new epoch. I’ve been told the world looks much different to college graduates. Doors open. Gaps close. Wages increase. Mountains crumble.

I’m excited to experience all of that. Yet I won’t encounter this new world without feelings of gratitude and heartache. The truth is, I’ve really loved my internship at Angie’s List. I learned a lot, grew a lot, and never stopped having fun. By title, I was an intern, but not once did anyone treat me as anything but an equal.

So, I’ll miss it. My family lives in Georgia, and that’s where I belong. My second family, though, lives in the Blue House. And how do you say goodbye to such wonderful people? You don’t. You say, “Thanks.”


Leaving the List

Tristan waves goodbye, happily and sadlyAu revoir, Blue House Blog. Au revoir, “List-en up!” Au revoir, Angie’s List magazine.

After nearly two years of working at Angie’s List, I’m both sad and happy to say I’m moving on. I’m sad because I’ll no longer be producing content for this blog, the Angie’s List podcast, or the magazine. I’ll be sad to wave goodbye to the wonderful people I’ve worked with. But I’m happy because I’ve been granted a wonderful opportunity at the Humane Society of Indianapolis, where I’ll be sharing their mission with the community and helping homeless animals find families - something very near and dear to my heart. Continue reading ‘Leaving the List’


A house, a yard, a dog, and a dishwasher: House-hunting begins

Like Lindsay and YaShekia, I’m house-hunting. It’s for all the usual reasons — it’s a good investment, I’d like to have more space, and after a few years of renting, it’s time to take the next step and buy a home.

I’m not too picky. A safe neighborhood and good resale value are two of my top priorities, and of course I want a home that’s affordable and in good condition. But when it comes to the interior, there aren’t too many must-haves on my list. As long as the kitchen has enough room for a table and chairs, I don’t need a formal dining room. I don’t need a family room and a nicer living room, either — I don’t have that much furniture anyway. I’m not someone who simply has to have a fireplace. No dishwasher? No problem. (Although it certainly would be nice to have one.) But one of the main things I’m looking for has nothing to do with what’s inside the house: I want a fenced-in backyard for my dog. Continue reading ‘A house, a yard, a dog, and a dishwasher: House-hunting begins’


Picture day floods mind with memories of school

It’s rare that I miss my private Catholic high school. The cafeteria food was always bad, the bathrooms were always filled with fifty smoking “rebels” sharing three cigarettes, and the teachers always seemed to single me out, saying “Pull your pants up,” or “Tuck your shirt in.” I hated uniforms.

Derick, our Mac guyBut there were good things about it — few responsibilities and fun Friday football games come to mind. One thing lost in my memory until recently, however, was picture day. I loved it. It was the one chance to wear something different than the blue-shirt and khaki-pants uniforms we were required to wear each day. It also gave me the opportunity to get out of a classroom and harass a working professional: the cameraman. Continue reading ‘Picture day floods mind with memories of school’


A slam dunk: Angie’s List employees have fun for a good cause

At Angie’s List, we work hard, but we play hard, too, with our soap box derby right before Memorial Day weekend, and an annual Dunk Tank event on Labor Day weekend.

Dunk TankLast week, Angie’s List employees got to nominate coworkers to go in the dunk tank. A list was compiled, and all week long, we voted for our favorites. But there was a catch — each vote cost $1. All the money goes to the Handy Helpers, a charity organization at Angie’s List that works with other organizations and schools in the neighborhood. Continue reading ‘A slam dunk: Angie’s List employees have fun for a good cause’


Living life at the List

I never have enough time to do everything I’d like to accomplish. You know how that goes. The best part of working at Angie’s List is that I can achieve some of my bigger life goals while at work. The perks of the job are above and beyond what most any company offers.

I’ve been meaning to get back in shape for a while — a real long while. This February, my co-worker Liz and I decided it was time. So, we started hitting the Angie’s List gym on campus three to five times a week during our lunch hour and now take aerobics and kickboxing classes at Angie’s List. We even have access to a free personal trainer.

Having been a crime reporter in the past, I understand how important it is for a woman to be able to defend herself against the crazies. Continue reading ‘Living life at the List’


Moving day

As I sit at my desk, I’m watching some of my co-workers pack up theirs. No, they aren’t leaving—well, not really. They’re just relocating to the third floor of the Blue House.

That’s right—it’s moving day here at Angie’s List. It’s actually a pretty common occurrence around here. With the way the company is growing (we had about 45 local magazines when I started working here a year and a half ago, and now we’re up to almost 75), we keep hiring more people, and we keep rearranging desks. Continue reading ‘Moving day’


Life on the List is ever-changing

I don’t know about your job, but I love mine. The people are great, the job is demanding and rewarding, and the atmosphere is unlike anything I’ve experienced anywhere else.

Our recent Soapbox Derby (click here to watch the video) is a great example of this unique atmosphere. It’s an annual event at the List, and we’ve blogged about it before. It’s a great event filled with food:

Continue reading ‘Life on the List is ever-changing’


It’s true: now we’re official.

Angie's List FirehouseAngie’s List employees refer to the workplace as the company “campus.” That always seemed a bit weird to me. When I think of a “campus,” I imagine Victorian homes turned fraternity flophouses and fountains and bearded professors. I think University of Georgia. Or perhaps Auburn.

Our campus doesn’t look quite like a university. And if there are any classes taught around here, it’s probably woodworking at the county jail downtown. Continue reading ‘It’s true: now we’re official.’


Fat Tuesday

Angie’s List sure knows how to treat its employees!

The company rewards top performers each quarter with a fun, daylong excursion. I’ve been lucky enough to make some of those trips in the past year – we went to a horse ranch in Brown County, rode rides at Kings Island and even cruised on a private boat around a lake in Monticello. At the end of the year, Angie’s List goes all out and takes the top 10 percent of the company on a big vacation. Continue reading ‘Fat Tuesday’