the intern, redux

In 2008, in the middle of dealing with an annoying dirt bag climber who was living in my house for free and a visit from my dad I got an email from my friend Gadget saying he offered my house to a woman in his church who was looking for a place for her son to stay. The son, Jonathan, had gotten a job as an intern with CNN to cover the democratic national convention.

So I did the best I could reorganizing my two bedroom house to support 3 guests. And I was a little worried when Jonathan showed up. He's super religious and I don't usually get along with those types of people. But in no time we were all on the back porch drinking, smoking, and eating buffalo burgers. I admit that during the time he stayed here I may have loosened his rule set a little.

I lent him my bike which he rode to the convention every day. At the end, to thank me, he took all the left over batteries for the cameras and shit and gave them to me. And his mom sent me a very generous gift certificate for REI.

As is typical, people show up in my life suddenly, disappear, and I figure I'll never hear from them again. And then I hear from them again...

This morning Jonathan called me. He and his wife are here in Denver celebrating their 2 year wedding anniversary (side note: I'm impressed by anyone who manages to keep a relationship going for that long). We texted back and forth on places to go and places to eat. I just got a text from him that they love the restaurant I suggested for their romantic anniversary dinner. Which is good because I'd never been there before (picture me in a "romantic" restaurant - even I can't do that and I'm fucking creative).

He said he wanted to come here for his anniversary because he had so much fun when he was here for the convention (besides drinking and talking late into the night we also had a farting contest and Jonathan accidentally knocked my work desk down a flight of stairs and one night all the interns, 21 year old guys, not sure how many of them there were, showed up at my house for dinner and didn't leave until 2 in the morning).

I figure some day Jonathan will be famous (he worked for Anderson Cooper at the DNC) and may be a potential source of free batteries for the rest of my life. Glad he made the trip...