Heard: Where Interns and Real World Collide

According to We Love DC's Blog, the infamous cast of the Real World DC will be at Hawk and Dove this evening. No doubt that they will be mingling with the esteemed group of individuals for whom this blog was created.

For updates on our other favorite group of summer squatters, we recommend reading: Anti Real World DC.

And, as always, should you find yourself at H&D this evening, please feel free to submit stories of the inevitable debauchery that will ensue.

Heard: Your Mom

On one of my first days in the office, I was dutifully logging mail into IQ at the interns desk that sits between the scheduler’s desk and the chief of staff’s office. Staffer’s friends had been coming and going all week. For the most part, they were friendly and fun-spirited, as they were constantly insulting and poking fun at each other. When a young man came in and started chatting with the scheduler, I only half listened to their conversation. He was standing sort of behind me, since the my desk was alongside the scheduler’s, so I never got a good look at his face. As the conversation progressed, I could tell he was complaining about not having wireless Internet in the building because his blackberry was loading slowly. He got into a lively tale about how no one has wireless Internet around the hill. He sounded like a nice guy, and I was looking to show the staff that I was someone who didn’t take myself to seriously. So, without thinking, I piped in with a “your mom has wireless Internet,” an unfortunate habit I seem to have picked up from spending quality time with my younger brother during the first few weeks of summer. The semi-shocked silence registered, and I gave my full attention to my new predicament. I looked over my shoulder at the young man who was doing the talking, and to my great surprise and embarrassment, it was the Congresswoman’s son.

I got a firm lecture from the scheduler about respecting the Congresswoman after he left.

Spotted: Green Badged Intern

While chatting with a colleague in the halls of Rayburn, a friendly young man approached us and my colleague identified him as the summer intern in his office, his last day also happened to be today. What happened next shook my world.

He was friendly and seemed modest. My colleague complimented his quality of work in front of me, we had a nice discussion and I don't have anything bad to say about this particular intern. But his badge... his badge was... green. It said Intern on it in white lettering, but it was green. I asked him how that happened and he told me some committee interns receive green badges at the request of their offices.

I haven't been able to fully process this yet though. Since support staff have red badges, political staff have red badges (DCCC/NRCC), members families have red badges and fellows have red badges. What's going to prevent all interns from getting green badges?