I walked into a men's room in a House office building, and standing in the middle of the bathroom is an intern, slowly and very deliberately stroking his hair. He was totally oblivious to the three other people having to walk around him to use the toilets and wash their hands. He just kept staring into the mirror and petting himself. This person will likely win a seat in Congress within 20 years.
This blog is dedicated to those DC residents who eagerly await (or completely dread) DC Summer Intern Season. Essential to the function of most offices in DC, interns are willing to complete tasks that are often considered undesirable.
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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