Here I sit on Tuesday afternoon, barely able to get my mind to focus. Bright and early tomorrow I leave to Kananaskis for my last intern-related conference. That's right. It's one more post about internship nostalgia. I promise it will stop eventually :)
It should be legendary good times as it starts with a road trip listening to cheezy 80's dance tapes and it can only get better from there. I get to freak out the new interns with tales of presenting to council, reviewing Economic Development Plans and overhauling 5 Year Business plans just because I felt like it. These are people who have yet to learn what the difference is between the MGA and MR. Just like me one year ago. Mwahahaha. New interns are already standing around like deer in headlights; I may actually feel bad if I freak them out anymore.
Then I will pass the alcohol torch onto them. This is the conference where all the interns are told that they should be a bunch of drunkards whenever they are together. This is a stereotype that my group rebelled against eventually due to the fact that we didn't like getting drunk every night we were together. What's wrong with being sober anyhow? However, it still seems like tradition that the new interns need to think that they should drink together. Maybe it's a bonding thing, maybe I want them to seem more inept than myself or maybe it's because there are CAO's and lawyers buying all of us free shots of tequila, but I think the tradition will be passed down.
Also, I have a loft suite to myself. So rad! Oh man, I'm so excited.
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