Photo by Bo47

Intern season is upon us. Girls with low cut shirts and dudes in shorts and flip flops, trying to avoid useful tasks while finding the cheapest beer in the area. Then they tell their friends and parents back at home that they did all this awesome, useful stuff for a super important congressman. But like tourists, maybe they’re good for the economy or something.

Overheard of the Week

Orange Line this morning, from Rosslyn to Foggy Bottom:
 
Inrern 1: “You know that guy I went home with the first night we were here?”
Intern 2: “Kinda?”
Intern 1: “Found out last night the asshole gave me the clap!”