For some reason i thought it was going to be much colder than it was so, so i was way overdressed, but i did get a lot of compliments on my turquoise sweater (which i'm fairly certain was a dollar-a-pound Garment District purchase, to boot). SCMA consisted entirely of Tryon stuff for Real Boss and photocopying for Stacey. I'm learning Mail Merge and Stacey's copy jobs keep getting more complicated (and apparently fixing staplers also comes under my purview) but i'm really going to miss the people when i'm gone. (The work, not so much.) I was working nonstop, not even finishing everything i was "supposed" to get done for SCMA, nevermind the UPenn stuff i had hoped to work on. But as i said, i'm learning Mail Merge; and there was also quality banter with Stacey.
This was the best bit:
Me: "I can't win, can i?"
Me: "Not at anything?"
Stacey: "Wait, what? I thought you said you couldn't leave."
Me: "No, i said, 'I can't win.' Of course i can leave. What are you gonna do -- chain me to the desk?"
I forget what she said in response, but i remember saying that i couldn't go any further with that joke in a public space. Good times.