"Which one should I go for," I remember shouting over the music to a friend. I was squinty-eyed with drink at this point. "The Tall One," she shouted back. Thus, the interns were christened Tall & Short.
Luckily I got too drunk to do much more than criticize Short's shoes and do a lil' dirty dancing with Tall. The night ended alone, at home, thank god.
However, on Monday morning, I got an email from Short:
Some of us are organizing a boat cruise this weekend. Five hours or so, we'll have some drinks, listen to some music, enjoy the sunshine. You in?
Sure, that sounds good, I'd definitely be into that? Who's coming?
Re: Re: Hey
Um, so far it's me, you, and Tall.
Re: Re: Re: Hey
Um, actually, I think I'm busy this weekend.
I mean, I'm up for alot of things, but on a boat, alone, for several hours, with Tall AND Short, who both clearly read the very obvious "I'm easy AND drunk" signs on Saturday night? I just don't think it looks or sounds good. Although Ginger, who is RCC's new roommate, remarked, without batting an eyelash:
"Well, I won't be home late that night, so feel free to bring both of them home."
That might be a little more seniority than I'm willing to exert.