Work

Finished my summer employment with The Daily Texan. It didn't pay well, but man, did I have fun every night. Everyone that worked there was really chill, and with all the downtime we had waiting for articles to come in and pages to get designed, there was plenty of time to jack around. Formed plenty of friendships that I hope won't die over the coming semester. There's no point in asking work friends if they want to hang out outside of work, because you see them often enough as it is. I feel a certain kinship even with people I didn't talk to very often. Just the fact that we sat next to each other six hours a day, three days a week, seems like enough to form some kind of bond. Coming in to work didn't even seem like work, to be honest, as cheesy as that sounds.

Last night was my last shift, and when the time came to pack up my stuff around 12:45 a.m., I didn't want to leave. It's not cool to make a big deal out of saying goodbye, so I just told everyone that I'd see them around and pushed my way out the door. Not that we had anything in particular to reminisce about or nostalgicize on, but still. I wanted to make it a bigger moment but didn't because it wasn't the right crowd.

I may or may not come back in the fall. I'm looking at getting a job at Starbucks or something, just so I can pull in a decent paycheck to keep myself afloat. I'm starting to think like an adult. It scares me a little.

But yeah. My job at the Texan was the sole bright spot in this otherwise craphole of a summer. Well, it wasn't terrible, I guess. Just...underwhelming.

Shoutouts to Ben, Austen, Thu, Olivia, Nolan, Lauren, and Priya. Hope to see you guys around in the fall. It's been a pleasure.