I Like You Betty
"That's Danny, Sir."I stopped by our Career Services office this afternoon to ask very quick and simple question of the person in charge of externships. My Career Advisor was there. She's a very nice lady. I enjoy chatting with her. On the other hand, I never get the impression that she's really all that interested in things like "me" and "what I want to do with my life." My suspicions were confirmed today, even though I'll give her points for remembering that I was getting ready to move.
Me: blathering on about my kids while I anxiously wait for the lady I need to talk to...
Her: "How old is your son again?"
Me: "Um, I have 2 daughters."
Her: "Right. Now why did I think you had a son...?"
As I'm leaving, she gives me a general "keep your chin up" and "the quarter is almost over" sort of pep talk.
And as I'm walking out the door shouts "Take care, Liz!"
I know most of you don't know my real name. Here's a hint: It's not Liz. It's not even close to Liz.
posted by Legal Quandary at
02:16
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