My team played a rival institution in softball last night. This morning, I had to get into work early to complete a task for my boss. On my way in on the Redline, I spotted one of the female interns from our rival team still sporting her softball uniform from last night. It is possible that she was just going to work in her softball clothing and then changing, but I’m not going to give her the benefit of the doubt. Either way it is unseemly. Moral of the story interns: if you have to do a walk/metro ride of shame, do it earlier before people start going to work, or at least change out of your uniform.
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For many interns, this blog will not apply. For those interns to whom it does apply, we hope that you use these anecdotes to change your behavior and eventually change the stigma attached to DC interns.
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