Jul 16, 2004 16:03
the weekend bears down on us like a semi-truck that is also laden with jackhammers. work is going well, dare i say i'm ahead of schedule. ahead of schedule. oh damn, that just felt good. tonight, we're going to go hang out with the other interns, but only on a 40% basis. let me explain what that means: we're going to the same place, but not at the same time; we'll be fashionably late. when they eat dinner, we may eat at the same time, but if so, we'll pretend like it's a coincidence. and when they leave to go to the movies? we might go to a movie, it might not be the same movie. hell, i know it won't be the same movie. they'll be lucky if its even the same theatre.
at first glance, you might think this is a little extreme, or that we're being elitist. farther from the truth, this could not be. when seeking a word to use to describe the majority of the other interns, the only word that really comes to mind is pain. i can't even tell if its the word "pain" or just the sensation that comes to me. they lack social skills. they say things that make your brain want flee down your spine and hide in your lower back.
this is already sounding like a stellar idea.
if i survive, i'll hopefully be able to spend the rest of my weekend relaxing. i may get dragged to some street fair in fremont on sunday, if only to act as wingman.
what's up ladies?