danny

 

So I just met our first intern over here at the Stool. “Danny Boy.” I made him come over to measure our new office space so I could buy some furniture for it. God bless him. Kid handed me some paperwork to sign and I swear to god he was shaking like a leaf. I told him relax bro. I put my pants on one leg at a time like everybody else. Now I know what everybody is thinking. How did this kid already land a job? I thought you were doing interviews and shit. Well relax. I haven’t even started the process of going through the 21 year old interns yet. I’m going to do all that shit this weekend. This kid is like a junior intern. An intern for the interns if you will He’s 18. He’s green. He’s nervous. He’s like the Stool Mascot. He was desperate for an internship and just wants to work his ass off and do whatever he’s told.   Plus he lives around the corner from Barstool World HQ’s and offered me the use of a pool all summer.   Ding!  Ding! Ding!      Also it doesn’t hurt that his name is Danny either.    Now whenever the shit hits the fan I can use the old “Do You Have Any Pride Danny! Well Do You Danny!” line on him from that famous youtube high football speech video that I can’t find anymore.

PS – First Lady already asked for his cell phone number so she can boss him around to do her errands and shit. Not even joking.

Doulbe PS – I’m not sure this kid is going to make it. After I took his picture and told him I was going to mock him he asked not to put his last name or school. Hmm, the thick skin part may need work still.