Adventures with interns

Since I started my job almost (gasp) a year and a half ago, I have worked with the same four people, but occasionally we get an intern, it's fun to mix things up and add a little youth to the office, since the rest of my co-workers are all older than my parents. This last week we had a one week intern from Georgia, and she was a treat, for so many reasons. Thanks to gchat I was able to give my friends instant updates and ask for tips on what to do with my intern.

First I try to validate my need for an intern:

RKB: Since when did you have enough work to need/deserve an intern?
me: Ouch Ryan. I have been doing very important things today...ok not really.
RKB: just be sure to use and abuse him/her
me: of course send them to the copy machine to copy a 1000 page book
RKB: yes, and make sure it is a bound book so they will have to do it one page at a time

PK: I wouldn't really call your job work
me: whatever, I have an intern, I have arrived
PK: ooohh an intern, send em out to get you food
me: she did bring me back a cookie the other day
PK: How sweet
me: I'm a good boss
PK: so not a male thing to do

Then the intern comes...but I don't really know what to do with her. She just sits there and stares at me blankly (I know, I do have the tendency to cause people to become awestruck)
Luckily Grayden was full of ideas

G: just use for entertainment, make her stand on one leg, out in the middle of the office. Or sing "come sail away with me" when anyone says a secret word.

How I wished I worked the friends....

Then the fun really began when I related stories from my intern, who it turns out was a college freshman. We walked to lunch one day and she told me that she had thought about law school, but she was worried that she would be convict someone of a crime then they would escape from prison and murder her...right that happens all the time.

G: you should tell your intern that she's right to fear becoming a lawyer, I have to avoid death squads almost daily
me: but is that because you're a lawyer, or your mysterious/shady past
G: oh, well yeah, I guess you are right, but I always thought it was the lawyer thing
you should tell your intern that you have a friend who is a lawyer and who was almost kidnapped by the taliban and survived attempts on his life by the Fedayeed Saddam and who has a wicked scar on his chest from a knife attack

DJN: I love your intern, assassinated? WTF
me: and she was dead serious
DJN: Did you laugh
me: best intern moments from today
a) she brought me back a cookie from her lunch at potbelly's, I could really get used to this
b) she asked me if on a white house tour you get to meet the president
c) she told me that office supply stores smell better than any other store
DJN: spectacular on all fronts

Note: To those who I quoted, there have been some minor edits and combining of multiple chats.

And on an unrelated note. Happy Easter. Easter is fast becoming one of my favorite holidays and a tradition has begun for Sarah and I to play Easter Bunny. I think that was actually one of my very first blog posts. So we did it again this year followed by an easter dinner for 25, eggceptional! And nothing says spring like a picture of us posed among daffodils.