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- You had the red badge of courage. Staffers referred to this as your Scarlet Letter, but as far as you were concerned, it may as well have said VIP.
- Protestors? Let’s take pictures of them!
- You tried to use your intern badge to buy beer, more than once.
- Make phone calls for a candidate? As long as you give me pizza.
- “I’m sorry, the Representative isn’t available right now. Would you like me to pass along a message?”
- You’ve gone canvassing in the ghetto.
- “Yeah, it’s unpaid, but my supervisor is going to write me a sick recommendation letter.”
- You now know that George Washington is not buried in the Crypt of the Capitol, but that doesn’t necessarily mean that you knew it during the first ten tours that you gave. Whoops.
- You’ve blacked out at Tortilla Coast.
- “Hi! My name’s Catie! Would you mind answering a few questions about the upcoming election? It will only take a minute!”
- Shuddering at the mere mention of the words “phone bank.”
- You’ve gotten on the Members Only elevator minutes before a critical vote. John Kerry was displeased at best.
- You have a box of bumper stickers, literature, buttons, t-shirts, and hats proclaiming the name of failed political candidates.
- You went to receptions for the free food, but more importantly, the free booze.
- You vowed to never work in politics again. And you now work in politics.
Less than half of the Metro fare machines worked at any given time in Cap South or Fed Triangle.
Dear Cate,
I love you. I live in the Baltimore area and firmly believe that if you can put up with all that stuff in politics You can surely put up with just a little bit more shenanaginz with me in your life. I have a mild foot fetish and I am a great cook. Please respond with your phone number or a resounding “fuck off” so I am not left confused about your intentions with me.
Sincerely,
Tom
Baltimore = Towson/Kenilworth?
Ellicott city actually. My office is in the warehouse at Camden yards though.
Sick. Love the Os. Good location for your office.
You have my attention.
What is this Christian Mingle?
I didn’t expect you to actually respond, Cate. I kinda feel like Heath right now http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qSkWrpH3H3Q.
That’s officially the most terrifying pick up line I’ve ever heard.
If you would prefer a disgusting pick up line instead I would be happy to oblige the request.
And that is that. Nice work chief.
I hear Dundalk is nice this time of year, hon.
“Remington’s… Sounds like a bar I might like, hopefully there’s some deer mounts and avid outdoorsmen… Fuck this is a gay bar.”
Always do a Congress tour with an intern. I did a walk-up tour like a fucking animal, it was among the worst decisions of my life.
For those who didn’t know, that’s Catie on the far left.
hmmm… not a huge fan of things on the far left
^ I like what you did there.
16) You’ve walked blacked out a few times from The Hill to Foggy Bottom because it’s not that far.
Interned in Baltimore for a summer, most of this is still true there. Absolute shithole of a place.
I don’t think I have gone back to TCoast since I was an intern, too many nam style flashbacks
Ahhh…D.C. Being stationed there was incredible, but I didn’t work inside the Beltway. Best three places were Old Glory BBQ, Sequoia and The Birchmere. Solid food and good music. Saw Cross Canadian Ragweed and George Thorogood both at the Birchmere.