Work Hard with a Vengeance

This summer I am interning with the consulting company ZS Associates in their San Mateo office. My fellow San Mateo interns are Berkeley students who are on the semester system. Thus, they finished school in mid-May and went through training/started work two weeks ago. The LA office has interns from UCLA who have the same school calendar as Stanford. After flying to SF from Chile on Monday, I flew from San Jose to LA to do training with the other interns.

Like Miss Miley, I hopped off the plane at LAX (yes, I was even wearing a cardigan but unfortunately not rockin' my cowboy kicks). Instead of thinking about Brittany and JZ, I wrote the following during the cab ride:
“I feel like John McClane when he lands in LAX in Die Hard. He knows where he needs to go, but he knows little about what to expect when he arrives—hopefully my first day of work will not be quite as exciting has John’s Christmas party. I think that’s a safe bet because my taxi driver is not nearly as cool as Argyle. Since I don’t think I’ll have the opportunity to “take off [my] shoes and socks [and] then walk around on the rug barefoot and make fists with [my] toes,” I decided to instead put a 1988 penny in my shoe to relax and for good luck.”

Shortly after writing that piece, we pull up to the Fox Plaza where ZS Associate’s LA office is located. For those of you who don’t know, Fox Plaza is the same building as Die Hard’s Nakatomi Tower! Yep. I know. And get this, training was on the top floor!

Cymbalism

Clash

A distinct timbre
that warns like "timber"

A decision
or a lesson

that resonates
and reverberates

Clash