Daily Scedule Archetype

Some of you may be wondering what it is we youth interns do with our time each day. You deserve to know how your money serves the Kingdom. Allow me to recapitulate today’s events as a paradigm:

7:30 am – Alarm
7:31 – Flap arm in the general direction of snooze button
7:40 – Repeat
7:50 – Wake up
7:55 – Cereal (Breakfast #1)
8:00 – Yoga
9:00 – Waffles and yogurt (Breakfast #2)
Somewhere in the next two hours – Read & pray some
11:00 – Morning meeting or office work
These appointments usually consist of a rundown of that day’s major events (i.e. Contact, Collision, special events, etc), some type of assessment of some current or proposed program, making fun of each other, and pretending like any of us knows what we are doing.
12noon – Walk to Rd. 9 or Home

If home, then –
12:15 – Leftovers for lunch, accompanied by conversations to solve the problems of the world
12:45~1:00ish – Meander back to the office to pretend to follow up with any of the work we discussed at our 11am meeting
1:00-3:00 – Drift into a zombified status of half-work, half-drowsy head bobbing.

If Rd. 9, then –
12:15 – Discourse about where we should eat
12:30 – Stroll up and down the active street once or twice waiting for someone to make a decision
12:45 – Go to Lucille’s anyway
1:00 – Sit down
1:05 – Receive menu
1:06 – Order Brinks (a.k.a. drinks, but entertainingly misspelled)
1:07 – Decide to order a delicious BBQ Chicken sandwich
1:08 – Laugh hysterically at the other menu misspellings and comical errors while waiting another 20 minutes for the waiter to remember we haven’t ordered yet
1:28 – Order delicious BBQ Chicken sandwich
1:58 – Double check to make sure they put our order in
2:00 – Receive delicious BBQ Chicken sandwich and pray
2:00:30 – drool over delicious BBQ Chicken sandwich waiting for Kev to finish praying
2:00:31 – Inhale everything on our plates
2:15 – I polish off any remnants of uneaten food and lick the fallen delicious BBQ sauce from our plates
2:30 – Ask for check
2:55 – Waiter remembers to give us check
2:56 – Hurriedly toss L.E. (Egyptian Pounds) as we rush out the door
3:00 – Full out sprint to our meeting with individual youth

3:15 – Nearly barf after arriving at specified meeting location to find youth has cancelled or forgotten but neglected to pass along that valuable information to the other party.
3:30 – Convince a different youth that we are not lame, at least not if no one sees them with us
5:00 – Move some equipment for that evening’s group event
5:30 – Scream at lawless Egyptian drivers from within the safe and soundproof confines of my car for nearly crushing the side of said vehicle
6:00 – Hopefully grab a snack resembling dinner before night’s event(s)
6:15 – Arrive and set up equipment
7:00-9:00 – Event/Program
9:30 – Clean up after numerous unsuccessful attempts to get youth to clean up after themselves
10:00 – Start home
This process, and it is a process basically looks like hopscotch through fearsome, unregulated traffic and mentally omitting taxi honks aimed at my American female friends.
10:30 – Eat dinner for real
11:00 – Bask in the peaceful memories country music helps me reminisce and ponder the problems of the world over a cup of tea.
11:30 – Miss my self-imposed bed time
12midnight – Aimlessly squander time online catching up on American social life (mostly on facebook)
12:30 or 1:00am – Cereal (Breakfast #3/ Midnight snack)
1:15ish – Slink into bed, asleep before I’ve fully disrobed – one sock half off, one shoe still tied on, a single pant leg begging the other to follow, shirt removed up to neck where it simply acts as a sun blocker in the morning.

Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. I can say with a genuine heart, I wouldn't trade this year for anything else. Except Heaven.