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Office with a view?

What did ya say?
You have a corner office with a view? Oh,I do, too.

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Two days in heaven just won’t do

And, here I am again. . .just shy of 4 a.m. and I can’t go back to sleep.  It probably doesn’t help the soldier just left in the rain.

It was nothing short of an amazing 72 hours.  Friday was rewarding.  Saturday was relaxing.  Sunday was another milestone for the soldier and me.

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Let me fall into graduation

This has definitely been one rough week for me.  I thought this semester was going to be the easiest one, but it’s turned into making tamales on Noche Buena – non-stop hard work, but you can already taste how good they’ll be on Christmas night.

The end of my collegiate career is near, but it will definitely not be an easy one. . .

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And, so the internship begins

As I walked up the steps of the Cleveland Heights Golf Course, I admitted to myself that I was overwhelmed because in the past when I ignored that feeling. . .I usually crashed in a matter of seconds.  When I walked through the door I felt lost for about 20 seconds because I knew my supervisor, Ron,  Director of Florida Operations for the Detroit Tigers,  would be there, but not sure if I had arrived too early (13 minutes to be exact).  As I looked around the restaurant area I felt even more lost.  When I looked toward the bar area, which also had tables, I spotted my supervisor.  As I approached him I was greeted by middle-aged men. . .of very little flavor if you know what I mean.  A few of the gentlemen introduced themselves to me and I shook hands and introduced myself as “Ron’s intern from Florida Southern” (primarily because I had a fairly good chance that they would be Southern alums).

As we sat around a few tables the discussion about the upcoming events to commemorate the 75th Anniversary of the Detroit Tigers Spring Training in Lakeland.  A few agendas were handed out and as I skimmed through them, I felt eyes on me from those I didn’t have an opportunity to meet.  I tried my best to ignore them, but when I glanced up every so often, I knew my paranoia was well-founded because they would dart their eyes away from me just a second too late when I caught their eyes.

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