I mean, here I was mocking Smokin' Pete the other day for his clumsy ability to socialize, but he's in customer service. I try to get a simple difference of opinion worked out with Shelly and initiate some kind of basic professional collaboration and it turns into yet another sobfest. What a hypocrite I am. I may post the details later - right now I think we've got it worked out and I'm trying to move on. My birthday gift to my hubby today: trying not to obsess about my work issues on his special day. This post about beaurocratic headaches from Tequila Mockingbird is helping quite a bit.
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