Too much, too much

I had trouble figuring out a title to tell that I have too many things to write about.. but then reading the title, sounds sorta sexual. Y'know like how one girl is in the center and like 20 guys surround her and start.. yeah.. and then she says "Too much! Too much!"

Alright so, I gotta write about my experiences at internship. My internship was basically standing there and help old people. That's it, that's fucking it. How the hell am I suppose to write about my 3-hours morning shift, 10 days, of standing in front of the elevator holding doors for arrogant old people and writing old people's blood pressure results? Well, it wasn't that bad, but I certainly didn't learn anything. So I guess I just gotta make up some stuff.

My friend suggested to me write a before, during, and after reflection. That's pretty hard to do because all 10 days are all the same.

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From my previous blog, I talked about Fagdrag-J. I had intern with him and we got harassed.. sorta.

So basically the morning shift starts at 8 am. I arrived 8:10, but they said it's okay arrive this time, but he arrived 8:40 and signed in as 8:00. That piece of shit. Two hours after shift had begun, he began to procrastinate while I continue to work diligently hoping that other workers there can notice my "dedication." As we left from our post to take a rest in the resting room where interns, employees, and wheelchairs are at. While we were there, there was this really weird ass lady kept on talking about how handsome we are. (for asian readers, i hope you know what i'm talking about) She kept on rambling for like 5 minutes about our facial features and hair texture.

Obviously, we were sorta freaked out.

The weird ass lady then asks Fagdrag-J, "Is your nose real?" After a moment of awkward silence and a moment of her freaky, curious facial emotion, he replied, "…. I think so." Before the weird ass lady was about to ask another weird ass question, I interrupted and said, "WOW! I think our break is over, bye lady."

We rush-walked out as if we were politely leaving a formal dinner while on fire. It didn't end there.. As soon as we entered the door of our post, she was already standing there waiting for us…

Just kidding, but it would really creepy if that really happened. About 7 minutes after we went back to our post, she came over and told us to have a break again. As terrified as we both are, we went anyways. As we entered the resting room, she kept on asking us if we were thirsty, do we want coffee, do we want tea, do we want water… we want to leave.. So and so, on her way out, she lightly pinched our nose………………………………… When she walked right beside the door to help out one of the old dude who wanted to borrow a wheelchair, Fagdrag-J and I looked at each other in disgust and ninja'd our way out of the room.

Freaky ass day.