sleeping your way to the top job

A month ago, I lost my job, quite unceremoniously.

Conversely, when I got the job,  20 years ago,  it was quite spectacular.  (Several months prior, I had to sleep with someone to ensure I would get it. Don’t tell my mom.)

The first day of work there was blood, sweat and tears.

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before you go

My youngest graduated high school on Friday alongside her cousin, my wonderful beautiful niece, in an epic Shakespearean rainstorm perfect for the weight of dramatic change it represents for us.

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“Happy Mother’s Day, Mom”

My friend received this and only this text from her son during Frosh week this month at 2:45 in the morning.

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