Cool guy..

The first time I went to check out my internship location before starting there I was wearing a suit because we'd just gotten outta our opening ceremonies. I've been in DC several times before and walked the streets and it's awesome right? There's nothing quite like walking the streets of DC with a suit on tho.. This is something of what it feels like:

"oh man! look at me! here I am walking down the streets of DC in a suit! oh hey there! who's that ridiculously good-looking guy in the suit in the reflection of that store window?? oh wait.. it's me!! oh hey there random guy on the street who's singing.. wait you're talking to me?? wait. you're singing about me?? and my gorgeous tie? oh heck yeah!!"

You pass other people on the street who look at you and you can hear em thinkin.. "wow"

Oh yeah. It's awesome.. it's beyond awesome.

And then as I'm lookin up at the huge buildings and thinking just how cool this all is.. how cool i am.. my foot catches a raised part of cement in the sidewalk and i stumble big time. BIG time. like i don't know how i didn't fall on my face.. probably woulda been less noticeable if i had honestly, my legs and arms flailing up in the air trying to regain balance as I land and resume my cool guy walk..  or try to at least..

I won't tell you what the people around me were thinkin now..