This past week can be put in three very different very distinct categories.
Olympics, Meetings, Backstreet Boys
If you follow me on Twitter, I’m sorry. Going to let my tweets do the talking this time around. Total cop out, I know. They’re pretty fantastic if you ask me!
Just because you're in London, doesn't mean you have to call it "queuing", Lauer. Here in America we call it a line.— Rachel Schultz (@racheltoo2) July 28, 2012
Realizing that I'll probably need to marry a male gymnast because they're the only guys out there short enough for me.— Rachel Schultz (@racheltoo2) July 29, 2012
What hold on, you can swim a prelim relay with a totally different team than the finals? Doesn't that defeat the purpose of prelims?— Rachel Schultz (@racheltoo2) July 29, 2012
"Which Michael are we going to see tomorrow" Umm the— Rachel Schultz (@racheltoo2) July 31, 2012
@michaelphelps who'll throw you in the deep end of the pool if you ask me that again!
What I really want to do today is sit in a 7 hour meeting, said no one.— Rachel Schultz (@racheltoo2) August 1, 2012
Evvvvverybody! Backstreet's Back! Alright!— Rachel Schultz (@racheltoo2) August 1, 2012
By request of my staff, I need to have a new song for tomorrow's meetings apparently not everyone enjoys Backstreet Boys— Rachel Schultz (@racheltoo2) August 1, 2012
Best conversation:Did you just say Backstreet's Back? I did.How do you live with yourself?Swagger. Love my coworkers!— Rachel Schultz (@racheltoo2) August 2, 2012
Alright seven hour meetings day two, let's do this!— Rachel Schultz (@racheltoo2) August 2, 2012