As I’m looking through the resumes of potential applicants for intern this coming school year, I am reminded of interns past, the specter of them still haunting my writing room, filling my senses with wit, charm, and way too much perfume. I thought this would be a good time to get you caught up on what they have been doing, and to make those applying feel vastly inferior, and tremendously insecure, although perusing these pathetic pages of prose it doesn’t seem that I need to try that much. So, to catch you up on last year’s crew of three, Miss X, Mister Y (the man-slut), and Miss Z, all English students at a local college, you might remember that Miss X and Mister Y were having a thing. Well that didn’t last. I know, SURPRISE! But I did get a high five for bringing them together. They were happy while it lasted, but they remain bitter enemies. Like cats and dogs, they have their politeness for a few moments and then like a scene out of Wolverine, out come the claws. I guess that’s what happens when you date a man-slut. Here is a update to their status.
Miss X: Still in college, looking to graduate with a Bachelors of Arts in English, in 2015. She’s on to dating someone new. She’s changed her hair color to dirty blond, and she still likes to read James Patterson and Jodi Picoult, and writing poetry. She misses the time she spent here, and is looking forward to hearing about the next group of people coming in. I remember her as the organizer for the group. She had a plan for everything, and was very organized. Took great notes, and made me sound better than I should.
Mister Y: Still in college, looking to graduate with Bachelors of Arts in Communications. He has a job working for the Fightin’ Phillies (AA affiliate of the Philadelphia Phillies), in the main office (getting coffee, donuts, etc.), but sometimes appears in costume on the diamond. His band, Kudos, broke up, but he’s looking to start another, soon, before he loses the calluses on his fingers. He is into the Robert Ludlum Bourne series, Tom Clancy and Tony Gilroy. His times here will always be remembered, so he says! We shared a love for whiskey, and the way he can put it down, I don’t think he’ll have many brain cells left. I know I don’t have too many left, either. LOL! I miss the music jam sessions we had when we couldn’t think of things to write.
Miss Z: Graduated this year with a B. A. in English and is looking for a job (any takers?) She keeps up her blog site on cheese making, and is spending her down time writing her first novel, about nineteenth century French monks who developed specific cheeses. I’ve given her all the encouragement I could, about the novel, and she still asks me all kinds of questions! She reads historic novels and has some stories (I hope none make it to her cheese blog), about her intern time here and researching Malaise and (what became the) Mariline novel. She was an excellent researcher, and the fastest Googler in the west. If you needed an answer for something, she would have it before you could even ask. I’d like her on speed dial if I ever made it to “Who Wants to be a Millionaire?”
I wish them well. I miss them writing the blogs for me, organization, and researching, but with a new group, there is new blood, and that brand new car smell. So if it seems like I’m not myself, well, you’ll know why. Here is to the new interns! See what you have to look forward to?