Were you wearing a grey flannel suit? You suggest the senselessness of your driving on direction to work and a line of cars coming the other way. It 1ms that what whatever went on a work wasn't worth mentioning. The coming and going gets more coverage than the being there. In 'Working Out of a Corner Office' I try to describe what it feels to work a job that you have left the reader to imagine. I can almost hear your painful daily grind as you stare out the window at your car waiting for the clock move.
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Were you wearing a grey flannel suit? You suggest the senselessness of your driving on direction to work and a line of cars coming the other way. It 1ms that what whatever went on a work wasn't worth mentioning. The coming and going gets more coverage than the being there. In 'Working Out of a Corner Office' I try to describe what it feels to work a job that you have left the reader to imagine. I can almost hear your painful daily grind as you stare out the window at your car waiting for the clock move.