Rrrrrr. As a general rule I don't blog about work troubles, for many reasons.
Today, that personal stricture is killing me.
One day I'll write a great big essay about it and have it published. Then it won't matter if I make an enemy out of a coworker, because I'll be famous.
*For the record, this has nothing to do with either Boss-Man or Boss-Lady.*
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