I am great at synthesizing raw data into actionable, business-oriented statistics. I am a team player who can also work independently as needed. I can stifle my screams of terror in all but the most unhealthy of office settings, and those settings have to be really, really bad before I’ll even whimper.
I mentioned Chris, earlier? Anyways, Chris and I were in an HR-approved relationship, as sometimes happens among success-oriented young coworkers. We shared a passion for business and an inability to leave the office, for fear of “falling behind the pack” and subsequently being slain
And please understand: I am NOT the type of person who focuses on the negative. But the ax murders have definitely led to a work environment where it’s difficult to thrive, and I am so ready to flourish elsewhere in a new, exciting role such as this one. So, so ready.
It was a three-uncle job. One to hold my brother, one to hold my mother, one to hold the knife. My brother’s penis was tiny and tinged orange in the light of the stained glass, dangling out like the pale nub of a baby carrot. What could be left after they cut some off?
We found it down there towards the bottom of my medicine cabinet. Henry’s eyes are tinted a bright pink and he sneezes every other second; it’s the first week of spring, and Henry is one of those adults whose allergies explode at a whiff of pollen.