I Have Days Too

I wanted to tell you about my day. I wanted you to say, "Where did you go? Who did you meet?" I wanted to tell you about the constant line of students to the Microsoft table, about my awkward revisit to a table I thought I had not been to, about my conversation with a student. How I hesitated by the door when I first arrived, but soon felt comfortable enough to strike up conversations, laugh and smile. That I had a good conversation with a dev from Microsoft who is passing on my resume and I received an off-campus interview at five for Fund for the Public Interest. How I went to said interview after reading the pamphlets I was given, realizing it was for a nationwide activist group. They were looking for people who could pull together a team and head projects, letters to congress, go door-to-door, take a stand on politics/issues, make a difference, I felt very egotistical. Beforehand, I was approached at Starbucks for possible side projects, details still unknown, but I am armed with a business card.
I wanted to be talked to, I wanted to be asked.