Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Aaron, not Erin



The hallway was nice and cool, and wasn’t very crowded as we sat down to start. I sat in an empty hall on the first floor, just past where some dirty shoe prints on the floor trail off to nothing. Aaron sat next to me, setting his stuff down in doing so. Upon beginning, we realized we didn’t have anything to talk about, really (or, at least, nothing that came to mind).
It was there where Aaron (not to be confused with Erin) and I had an unofficial-official interview.
Aaron told me about his job as a pizza delivery man; he got paid per hour and for gas, and he got to keep his tips. He also told me of his undying love for corgis, specifically those of the Pembroke Welsh variety. Sadly, his apartment doesn’t allow dogs, so he’s forced to get his corgi fill from the internet.
When the discussion turned to college, he told me he felt “free”; he loved the feeling of choosing his own schedule, of long breaks between classes, and the responsibility college brings.
After college, Aaron want to start working. His dream job is with either the aerospace company Boeing or the interstellar researchers at NASA. However, if those fall flat, he’s going for his master’s degree so he can make more money in the long run.
Besides work, he wants to travel, to “get a little taste of everything” on long road trips or even abroad. He wants to try new foods and understand different cultures.
After that, we went our separate ways, knowing just a little more about each other than we did before.

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Aaron, not Erin

The hallway was nice and cool, and wasn’t very crowded as we sat down to start. I sat in an empty hall on the first floor, just past wh...