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6.22.2005

INTERNS = MIDGETS

I finally got myself my own intern. I had no clue that interns could be such good bitches. I don't remember being such a slave, but that is probably because I walked in and after a month realized what could happen and required payment for my services. So anyway, I have a new intern and I am in charge of him.... He can fax all my faxes, refill my water, handle all the grunt work I don't want to do, form a wall by my office to keep clients out, and I have it set up to where he has to tell me how pretty I am 3 times a day. The best part about the intern is I can keep him so busy doing all my work that he doesn't have time to bother me and now I have all the time in the world to search the internet for activities for lonely old hags.