People do not truly understand BOREDOM until they are told to sit in a small cubicle outfitted with only a computer with limited Internet access, a phone that never rings, and a paper cutter. Actually it gets a little bit more exciting, I have just located a small Irish flag on the side of my desk, why it is there, I have no idea.
Now imagine that you're 19 years old living in New York. It is kind of a tricky age. You surely do not want to be considered "young" and will try to look as mature as possible; but going out to bars and clubs become creepy when as soon as a classic 90s song comes on, most recall when they first heard the song in high school, meanwhile you were into Barney and Sesame Street during that time. Nonetheless, New York is probably the greatest place to be as a young person. There are things to do all of the time: concerts, beach,etc. But wait, you cannot participate in most of these activities because you are a pragmatist.
Instead of enjoying the beautiful weather and freedom that summers in New York have to offer, you decide to commit yourself to this death chamber from 9-5 everyday, Monday through Friday. There is little time outside of work because you have also elected to enroll in two summer classes, volunteer at a museum, and do research. In the current economic climate, you have to do whatever you can to get ahead.
The fun has officially been sucked out of summer.
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