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Well, here we are. A drippy, chilly, dark February Friday
just like any other -- except that we have to watch our coworkers sniff at
ponderous towers of roses and baby's breath that were delivered to their desks
throughout the day, and every 30 seconds one of them shoves a gigantic box of
chocolates under our noses while begging us to "take as many as you want,
he just can't resist sending them but I really have to lose three pounds before
the wedding next month."
Okay, my coworkers aren't that bad, but I've seen
plenty of romantic comedies about loveless career women, so I know the script.
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