Bronchitis is tearing through the office and it’s been all hands on deck.

     People are doing other people’s jobs. We’re staying late, surviving on pizza and salad.

     We’re getting to know each other. It’s not good.

     Debates have erupted over who has the worst home life. There is some sort of honor attached to this. Five kids are worse than four, but not enough to trump three with one autistic.

     Some of the most heated arguments though are over who’s putting in what for dinner. People are consuming more than their fair share. There is no honor in this.

     J-- and I were eating in the conference room when the staff burst in for an emergency meeting. &ldqu...

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