fruity tears

Yesterday we learned more about the databases at work and also did a really cool team building exercise. One of the activities was for the four of us interns (there are more starting next week) to stand on a fairly small, maybe three by three foot, scarf and try and turn it completely over without any of us stepping off of it. Definitely had to get really close and communicate, but it was a cool activity.

More calls to Nevada in the afternoon. Someone recognized my Canadian accent! But there was one call that really stuck with me, the last one that day that I made actually. I called and the woman, a Mexican lady, seemed somewhat skeptical and first, but as soon as I said Greenpeace she got really excited and started going on and on about the oil spill. I explained to her how she could help us with something else and she was totally keen. But after I had gone through everything she went back to the oil spill again and was so passionate and worked up about it, and other environmental issues too. She said she would do anything to help us win any battles and she just couldn't believe the injustices that were being done to both people and wildlife and that it "shouldn't be called BP, it should be called BS". She was so passionate it was amazing to just give her a chance to share her voice. Then she started crying, and I almost started crying. It was a really emotional and raw moment where I realized how amazing it is to just give someone that extra push to show them that their contributions are valuable and that they can use their passion to make a difference.

This morning I went with Aaron and Mandi to a local farmer's market and loaded up on fruit. I spent under fifteen dollars on: three oranges, five limes, four nectarines, three peppers, two cucumbers, a small bag of cherries, a small carton of strawberries, and a head of red lettuce.