The Intern is a comic strip about The Gasp Company, from the point of view of James, our panda-on-the-wall intern. Harry Webber, our bear of a boss, has regretted his decision to give James the comic since the second strip. It follows the triumphs, pitfalls, near-death experiences, and controlled lunacy of James, his fellow interns, his bosses, and the few unsuspecting souls who find themselves involved with the company. Gasp isn’t so much an advertising agency as it is a study of functional dysfunction.

Vol. 100 : Every morning when Harry comes in to work, we bow to him. It's in our contract.

Vol. 101 :The nights that Harry gets to sleep, he dreams of interns with two heads, five arms, and the ability to multi-task with no sleep.

Vol. 102 : Instilling fear in interns everywhere.

Vol. 103 & 105 : Right around Garamond No 4, your eyes cross, you lose the ability to read, and your brain begins to shrink.

Vol. 104 : I know it sounds absurd, but 411 can be wrong. That's why we have phone books. And Google. And gas bills with phone numbers printed on them. Good luck with your gas leak, though.

Vol. 106 : James drives a Scion known affectionately around the office as "The Toaster." I don't know if this has anything to do with him being toast, though.

Vol. 107 : Fashion, personal safety and good taste are all disregarded when it comes to additions to the Red Room.

Vol. 108 : I've tried eating Harry's "genius" cookies. They don't work for me.

Vol. 109 : Yeah, James, how is that going? And the Photoshop, and the Flash, and the iDVD, and the Director....

. Vol. 110 : Harry Webber: king of multi-tasking.


Vol. 111 : The red blankets are for cleaning up the blood. The red rug is for dragging the body out to the dumpster.


Vol. 112 : The interns were complaining about not having gotten much sleep the night before. Harry walked over, pointed to his brown shoe and then to hi black shoe, and told us to stop complaining. He won

 

Vol. 114 : The table was stored in a garage behind a car with no engine. It was a rainy day. The electric screwdriver wasn't charged. The streets were full of laughing tourists. We like to keep things interesting at Gasp.


Vol. 115 : David did it. And he got his roommate to help. Moose got her roommate to come in for a day of deskwork. Never live with a Gasp intern - you will be put to work.


Vol. 116 :   Harry likes to hide behind his behemoth of a monitor. It's not always effective, though.


Vol. 117: When things in the office misbehave, they get a time out: spastic printers, neurotic shredders, tardy employees. At least when you shut down the printer, it stops acting up.


Vol. 118 & 119 : We decided to have a small company party at a Greek restaurant. Our floor still isn't varnished.


Vol. 124: When good intentions go awry. Horribly, horribly awry.

Vol. 125 : Harry has taken to kicking his feet at every given opportunity. He seems to think it's cute.


Vol. 126: Harry and Angela aren't moving into their new office space because they don't trust us. None of the interns can figure out why.


Vol. 127 : Two days spent painting rubber brains. The one, terrified little salesman made it all worth while.

Vol. 128: One salesman, two cashiers, three customers, and a young boy were all horrified by the brain in a jar. One of the cashiers actually screamed. Just another day in the life of a Gasp intern.