Does babesintempland speak for all of us, or just me? Specifically, this.
Not that it’s all that bad. There are also moments of communion, like when you and the other three young girls in your department all go out for a longer-than-regulation lunch at the Chinese restaurant on the corner. You have very little in common with these girls except the air space you share eight hours a day, and the communal file folder box, but that’s enough for now. All you need is someone to go out to lunch with, to get through the day with, some girls who know the deal and who seem with it. With whom you can congratulate yourselves on not being morons and with whom you can complain about the others who really are morons, or are just moody, or just mean.
Maybe it’s just late and I need to get to sleep … but this was all resonant for me.
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