There is an intern that sits next to my cube, that reads US Weekly, Cosmos and People, constantly checks her facebook and sleeps at her desk (no joke, she was out cold the other day for an hour). The office has a particular knack for cultivating nicknames for people, especially interns, she is known as Club Girl. Club Girl comes to work in silk halter tops and tube tops with no bra, mini skirts that would make a gay man blush and either flip flops or her hooker heels from the night before. Club Girl does not do anything work related and this past Monday she and another intern went to a museum because they were bored. The best is the attached photo of a post-it note on her desk. I think that explains everything.