Riding the Yellow line from Alexandria, an intern in a full suit and tie gets on with his lunch date. Explains that he is sorry he can't hang out longer but that it is very important that he get back to his office to do some work this afternoon (a Saturday).
It just so happens that I was heading to Capitol South as well and ended up in the same car with said intern sitting behind me. While riding along his phone rings and the true reason for working on Saturday comes out, "Hey Mom, yeah I will be at the Capitol to give you a tour in about 15 minutes."
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