I haven't loved working this summer. There. I said it. I don't like getting on the train and riding 50 minutes away from my little apartment and Eric and then taking a bus full of crazy, smelly people for another 20 minutes to work. I just don't. And I can't say that I am really loving the projects I work on either. I don't know if it is where I work, or if I would feel this way about any place, but now you know. The one good thing about my day is that I have a hilarious co-worker. She and I hit it off from day one - I think in part because she reminds me of my sisters a bit...talks to herself, makes weird noises and faces, catches on to inside jokes, etc.
Today we both brought bananas to work, which led to a magical moment of kindred spiritness:
Kate: You know, I don't really love bananas (takes a bite).
Me: Me neither (also takes a bite).
Kate: And, like, in theory, I do, you know? It's like the essential travel fruit. Nothing packs like a banana.
Me: Oh, I know, right? It's like an orange, but so much less work. A banana is like a can of coke. And an orange is like....a bottle of coke.
Kate: Exactly.
Silence.
Kate: And yet, I don't really like them.
Me: Yeah. Me neither.
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