embossed
don’t tell sarah, but i’m dragging her out later for frozen yogurt whether or not she’s swamped with work. hee. sometimes it’s weird being friends with my boss. most of the time i don’t think about it. i do think twice about whining overmuch about my job in this journal, but that can be attributed to general, low-grade paranoia about saying something that could get me “in trouble” although i have no idea what that would be. so i tread softly and carry a big eraser. the times it is weird is when we discuss work-related topics and i’m necessarily thinking like an employee while she’s necessarily thinking like a supervisor. and it’s not a bad weird, then, just a “heh, that’s why we talk like...
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