No, we didn't plan it.
Today, the intern and I are wearing pretty much the same thing: striped sweaters with alternating colors of green. Forget that our greens aren't even in the same family - mine are kelly & lime, hers turquoise-y and, um, lighter turquoise-y - because that has not stopped anyone from walking by us (oh, yes, she sits right in front of me) and laughing. Repeatedly.
Do I now have to call the intern in the mornings before work to make sure we aren't dressed the same? I'm already late for work every day. I can't really add wardrobe checking with the intern into my morning routine.
And right as I typed that last period, someone walked by and said, "You guys are cute."
Cute. Whatever.
Do I now have to call the intern in the mornings before work to make sure we aren't dressed the same? I'm already late for work every day. I can't really add wardrobe checking with the intern into my morning routine.
And right as I typed that last period, someone walked by and said, "You guys are cute."
Cute. Whatever.
posted by pamela at 3:13 PM
2 Comments:
*she's* the intern. it's *her* job to make sure she's not wearing what you're wearing.
i think you should make her keep an change of clothes at work, just in case that scenario presents itself again.
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