me, veronica, kinlin, st louis, and hamel were all hanging out, and we decided that some food would really hit the spot. since myself and hamel had planned ahead we began to devour our food, while kinlin and the saint ordered food from Elia's. when the food arrived kinlin eagerly tore into the packaging containing his tunafish sub, wanting nothing more than to treat himself to a tasty sandwich. when he opened up the sub, there was nothing except for lettuce in it. we all laughed and laughed that he had paid for a lettuce sub. we jeered and screamed as though our team had won the superbowl and we were about to cause some mayhem. so he calls Elia's up, demands they come look at his lettuce sandwich and give him a new one. after he hung up the phone, he continued to look bewilderdly at his lettuce sandwich and discovered something that he wish he hadnt. sure enough, it was a fine tuna fish paste that had been slathered (though in very low proportions) below the carpet of lettuce. kinlin then had to call BACK to Elia's and tell them what an asshole he was that he just couldnt find the tuna fish and there was no need to come and give him another sandwich. this call was followed by more spirited taunting and jeering. finally, he bit into his sandwich only to find that, "this tastes real lettucy". classic.

today i attended a semenar on "green chemistry", or chemistry that is environmentally friendly. it was very informative and boring. knowing that i was the only co-op (out of like 15) going, and that there would be many executives there, i decided to put on nice pants, shoes, and a collared shirt to seem like less of a dirty asshole. in a moment of pure selflessness, i also decided that i would fix my hair. my logic was that since i had had nothing but good experiences with co-op, especially here at Rohm and Haas (my company just switched names (formally Shipley Company)), i would give something back. knowing that all business executives are close minded and stupid, i couldnt give them the chance to see unkempt hair and give the axe to the co-op program ... a bit extreme perhaps, but i took no chances. after many minutes of wetting and patting, i left 175 well dressed and with a poorly done side part. little did i know what was in store for me when i arrived. i had no idea that i had set the bar so low for myself. unbelievably, all i need to do to gain the respect and admiration of my coworkers is to come into work with my hair not out of control for one day.