I have just two more days to share with Lisette at Sesame, and I'm wondering how things are going to be for her when I'm gone. What is she going to do for lunch? Will she enjoy the work? And will she continue to bare her ankles like a good New Yorker, despite the frigid cold, rather than wear nylons? These things I won't know, but at least I can rest assured that her Metro North anxiety has subsided.
A week into her internship, she revealed her feelings about the train rides. Subway seemed to be okay, but she could never be sure if she'd get a seat for the long Metro North train ride, and worried about it well in advance each Wednesday, as only Lisette can do. She does travel during rush hour, so the trains are pretty darn full.
But somehow between then and now she's come to peace with the possibility that, up to two times each Wednesday, she may not get a seat. Maybe her breakthrough came when, on the way home one evening, the train was too full for her to get a seat. She had to stand, yet fell asleep, and woke herself up when she fell down.
This of course pales in comparison to past experiences Lisette's had on the Metro North, but I'll let her expound on that. Or maybe the Man in the Mirror should?
2 comments:
hahahahahahahaha
thank you mary, laughing at lisette's expense is one of my most favorite things to do.
True love runs deep, eh Shmal?
Me too! Burst out laughing at the image of Lorax falling down after a few winks.
C'mon, Intern: How's about some stories?
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