A few random oddities of the day

So being a legal intern so far... stinks... Seriously, I have received zero direction and when I ask for clarification, people seem irritated. I'm having a French keyboard, not a QWERTY, so it takes me forever to type at work. The list goes on.

Paris, on the other hand, is lovely. I was walking to the metro after work and on the corner of Ave. FDR (yes, like the president) and the Champs, there were these drunks sitting on the corner. Strangely, there was a man sitting with them who from the waist up looked like a billionaire lawyer and from the waist down looked like, well... a drunk bum on the street corner. He had this gorgeous pin-striped coat on and was carrying a briefcase, but his pants were covered in dirt and grossness. I was very confused. Either he is off his meds or he robbed a billionaire lawyer.

Another joy of living in Paris is the metro. It is actually pretty nice, but today I literally had somebody fall into my lap. It gets pretty crowded (like ridiculously crowded). He was a young guy, probably 19 and just a little thing at that (as Sally on Flight of the Conchords said to her Australian fiance, "Pick him up! He's just a little guy, he's a pixie!") and totally got knocked over by this huge lady trying to eject herself from the metro. He was super embarrassed and very apologetic, as if it were his fault for getting barged into by Large Marge.

Hahaha... also, in the Metro station, I watched this French businessman try to discreetly pick his nose. It was about the funniest thing I've ever seen. He kind of looked towards the wall, then around to see if anybody was watching, and very slowly did the dirty deed. If you're doing to pick in public, pick flick and be done with it.

All right, time for bed.


I got soaked in the rain (see previous blog)