Sunday, July 16, 2006
On Interns
I have interns.
Little ones.
Eager also.
Smile a lot.
Giggle too.
Yeah, I want to kill them too. Unfortunately, they aren’t my interns, they just sit in my room because I have extra space. For the first two days they were impressed by my professional-work-veneer and would dutifully minimize their Orkut and MSN windows whenever I passed by their PC. Now they seem to have figured out that I don’t give a fuck about what they do. One is on the (office) phone with her boyfriend and the other is taking a nap. Yawn. I wonder if I can watch movies on the laptop with them around. Would that utterly corrupt their work ethic permanently?
I have interns.
Little ones.
Eager also.
Smile a lot.
Giggle too.
Yeah, I want to kill them too. Unfortunately, they aren’t my interns, they just sit in my room because I have extra space. For the first two days they were impressed by my professional-work-veneer and would dutifully minimize their Orkut and MSN windows whenever I passed by their PC. Now they seem to have figured out that I don’t give a fuck about what they do. One is on the (office) phone with her boyfriend and the other is taking a nap. Yawn. I wonder if I can watch movies on the laptop with them around. Would that utterly corrupt their work ethic permanently?
