Newman

Today was the first day of my internship, and already, I don't want to have another internship ever again. And already, I've made a nemesis. I arrived at work today in a colorful skirt and tee shirt, looking bright, summery, and semi-casual, only to find my Nemesis already in the reception area. At least 4 other interns started today. Nemesis was in a full suit. And had a leather briefcase to my giant backpack (I crashed at Liz's last night). A coffee to my soy milk. Sensible shoes to my dressy sandals. "I have no idea what I'm doing," I confided, after telling her what department I'll be working with. "Well, I'm a law student," she replied in turn, as if that cleared up anything about her job description, before telling me her department. And that, my friends, is how nemeses are born.