Loading ...The Intern Entry #2
Monday, October 6th, 2003 by internThe intern has returned to the place where he?uh?interns. Any who
I’ve been M.I.A. (Meeting Intern Amish). The entire idea that Amish had
interns was weird and yet opened up a whole new world to me. I mean come
on what could Amish really get me to do? Be more pious? It would be one
sweet gig.
I asked Zackeria where I could apply for a job and he told me the
second bar on the left. I applied and got as a farmers intern. When I
arrived on Monday he told me the rules I had to follow if I wanted to
stay here.
First rule: No color of any kind is to worn on the body. That was
fine with me they got pretty cool close.
Second Rule: You art not allowed to shave-ith. That was fine I already
have a goatee.
Third Rule: No fun. Pretty harsh but I could deal.
Forth rule: no electronics of any kind. Okay that one was fine with me;
I don’t like electronics too much any way they make people to lazy.
Fifth rule: you must use the blunted farm instruments, because they make
the work harder. A little weird but hey it be a good work out.
Sixth rule: No listening to good music, only gospel.
That was what I couldn’t believe. I mean the first five rules were okay
but then this!! I mean I’ll go crazy if I can’t hear my “It’s Raining
Men”. So I hatched a plan and slyly agreed. It wouldn’t be a total lose
I really just joined cause of the hat.
So that night I snuck out and stole their buggy and road off into the
sun at a daring 3 miles an day. Where after my weeks of travel I arrived
at Joel’s and here I am?looting his room of goodies.
