Monday, June 08, 2009
It's Friday night around 11:30 and a group of us were waiting for the metro. Gathering oh-so-inconspicuously across the tracks, three obvious interns still dressed in their suits from their "important jobs" were causing a ruckus. They continue their high-fiving and cheering while one smoothly drops their 6-pack of beer. Every glass breaks except one lone soldier. They grab the lucky guy and run off giggling like a pack of school girls, leaving their disaster area of glass for everyone to step in. A few minutes afterwards, an older gentleman pushes the broken glass to the corner and covers the spilled beer with Roll Call and Politico...also, left behind.
Posted by DC Summer Interns at Monday, June 08, 2009