Word: gum
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...immigration with an internship two days a week at Congressman Jose Serrano's office, where Roman learned to help process constituents' immigration papers. "I had to be responsible for the first time," she says. It wasn't easy. She arrived at work dressed in painted-on jeans, snapping gum and baffled by the most rudimentary office tasks. "I'd never used a fax or a copy machine," she says. "I used to pick up the phone, like, 'Uh, hello...
...almost a week in the Yard under your belts. Your placement tests are done, the Annenberg line is shrinking as you realize the dining hall is already serving leftovers, and your “Periodic Table of Mixology” poster already needs more poster gum. You’re riding high; the world (or at least Harvard Yard) is your oyster. Luckily, you have us to burst your bubble. Welcome to the real Harvard. First, you were likely ignorant and did not peruse the Crimson archives before you got to Harvard, meaning you’re still wearing that...
...There is a well-known pain gate in the spinal cord; regional anesthesia controls pain by temporarily blocking nerve transmission via chemicals injected around more peripheral nerves. Farther down toward the pain-associated nerve endings we create neural blockade with topical anesthetics (like what the dentist puts on your gum so you don't feel the novocaine needle) or even...
...pick away at the frosted top, then collect the remaining pure cake in both hands, eating out of my palms like a crazed bird on a sugar high. And when no one was looking, I'd shove the paper in my mouth and chew it like cupcake gum. Even now I like an occasional chai latte--flavored Sprinkles cupcake, just as I appreciate a great burger or mac and cheese. The problem is that in the yuppie-under-40 set, there are no other desserts. Just a constant weighing and comparing and blogging about the nation's cupcakeries...
...where kidnapping gangs are known to cruise for lucrative targets. As an Indian, I can often pass for a local if I keep my mouth shut--my Arabic is rudimentary--but in public places I have to be careful to avoid other obvious signs of foreignness: seat belts, chewing gum, headphones...