“Oh, and he says, ‘someone with your personality’ like I’m so unbearable because I enjoy making lists. Then, he apologizes, but it’s not a real apology. ‘I’m sorry if YOU misconstrued my tone.’ He’s such a jerk. Everyone else might buy into his nice-guy persona, but he’s not fooling me.” I dramatically point to my chest. “I’m the only person in this office who isn’t swayed by his ‘pillow-soft lips and angel eyes.’” I pull out the chair in front of me and plop down at the table. “It takes a lot more than a perfectly round derrière to impress me.”
