Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Spotted: More Stories

More Intern Stories: Summer 2008 - The Hill

Spotted: Senators Only

Our intern just walked into the office and recounted what had happened to him.

Setting: elevator.  Participants: Intern and older man.

Man:  Who’s office do you work in?

Intern:  Senator X.  Who’s office do you work in?

Man:  Senator Y.  What do you do for Senator X?

Intern:  I’m an intern.  What do you do?

Man:  I’m Senator Y. 

Intern:  Oh.

Man:   And you can tell Senator X he should teach his interns not to ride in the SENATORS ONLY elevator.

The intern assures me he turned sufficiently red and apologized to Senator Y – who laughed it off.

Spotted: The First Leprechaun

During my modest stint as an intern a few years ago, I had the glamorous privileged of leading constituent tours.  On one tour, I noticed a young tall and gorgeous blond doing the same. I decided to follow her and see if I could learn anything my office didn't already teach me.  Within moments of following her, She pointed to the statue of Winthrop and said, "as you can see we have William Shakespeare."  Entertained more than anything, I followed her a few more steps until we got to Father Damian, who was known for having worked with a colony of lepers in Hawaii.  She pointed to the statue and described how Father Damian was the first leprechaun in the United States.

Heard: See You Soon, Mom

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."

Spotted: Sir, You Have to Pay For That

As a fellow DC intern myself, I was out for a coffee run this morning at the Cap South Starbucks. After ordering a plethora of drinks, I stepped aside to wait the typical 15 minutes it would take to sort out the chais from the lattes and the quad venti mochas.

As I waited I spotted a fellow intern (obviously sporting his scarlett letter proudly around his neck) looking around hoping someone would be impressed by his presence among the mere mortals. When his turn came, he ordered 4 or 5 drinks that he read off of a post it note. When he had finished (after getting very frustrated when he had to repeat the order a few times) the cashier told him his total. His face twisted into a snarl of distaste- "No, it's for my Congressman" he replied. The cashier didn't seem to understand what he was getting at and simply repeated the total. "No really, (grabs the scarlett letter and thrusts it in the face of the cashier) see? I work on The Hill... it's for my Congressman." He's now speaking slowly and loudly as if the cashier were either deaf or foreign.. or possibly both. "I don't really care who it's for.. your total is $16.04" "They didn't give me any money. This is for the Congressman X. I'm sure you understand that he needs his coffee." The cashier then laughed out loud and told him there was nothing she could do. After a few more futile attempts, the intern was forced to leave, empty handed.

Events: Town Tavern


INTERN SOCIAL SESSIONS at The Town Tavern in Adams Morgan!!

Enjoy $1 Bud & Bud Light drafts & 50 cent wings
Thursdays from 7 - 11pm ALL SUMMER LONG
FREE Appetizer Buffet during the month of June AND awesome TTT give-a-ways
w/ valid Student ID or Intern Badge

Spotted: Autograph, Please

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