The Good Girl Gone Blog

Today, I made the grueling trek up five flights of stairs in my coat, scarf, glittens and hat (which I actually stole from my 10-year-old sister...). Where was I going, you ask? My fabulous internship, of course. The only problem: the office is always sweltering, and not as in "oh, I'll take off my sweater," but more like  "I wish I was currently bathing in ice cubes."

To do the math: Girl in lots of layers + five flights of stairs + extremely hot office = disaster.

But, like I said, my internship is fabulous. See conversation below:

Boss K: Hi Alana, how are you?

G3B: Good. But it's really hot in here. I might need to take off my shoes!

Boss K: That's fine. Everyone here has their own brand of stench.

...and she actually let me work barefoot today. I mean, when I said I wanted to take off my boots, I was only half serious.

Sigh, I really do have a fabulous internship.