Look ma,
I’m a REAL grown-up! Yes, it’s true - I have finally entered adulthood. How, you may ask, can I have done that when I’m still in college? Allow me to enlighten you.
Tonight, I met my new boss at a coffee shop and talked business over a latte. It’s the proverbial rite of passage into adulthood. It’s like on that episode of Grey’s Anatomy where that girl needed a shaman to find her soul before surgery could be done. I’ve crossed the bridge - I had my first coffee shop business meeting - I’m ready to take the business world by storm.
For those of you who don’t know me, I’m not what you would call a coffee shop girl. When I think of those types of places, I think of people wearing corduroy jackets and Birkenstocks with keys to a trendy SUV. I wear hoodies and flip-flops and stuff the keys to my Buick inside my purse. I was actually kind of nervous. I don’t even know how to pronounce half the things on a menu. I don’t even really drink coffee although it’s kind of grown on me the past few months - ever since I had my internship at the police department actually. Go figure.
Needless to say, I made it through the little rendevous and am completely stoked about my transcension. My new boss is going to be great, I think, and maybe more of these coffee shop meetings will occur so I can continue to think I’m really cool. I’m sure there are few other people out there who would get as excited as I did about this, but seriously, if you can’t get excited about this, then what can you?
