Thursday, July 22, 2004
at least i'm cultured, dammit!
The summer intern was helping in the File Room today, shredding documents. This is something I usually do, but because I feel bad about hording all the fun, I let him have a go. He's eighteen, just graduated high school alongside the Olsen twins, and leaves for college in a month. So as he's sitting there throwing paper into the shredder, one of the secretaries walks in and says, "See, THIS is why you're going to college. So you won't ever have to do this job later in life". She then smiled and winked in a way that suggested, "now go get 'em, champ!". My two degrees and I sighed.
The summer intern was helping in the File Room today, shredding documents. This is something I usually do, but because I feel bad about hording all the fun, I let him have a go. He's eighteen, just graduated high school alongside the Olsen twins, and leaves for college in a month. So as he's sitting there throwing paper into the shredder, one of the secretaries walks in and says, "See, THIS is why you're going to college. So you won't ever have to do this job later in life". She then smiled and winked in a way that suggested, "now go get 'em, champ!". My two degrees and I sighed.
