HSD: Are we still on for drinks on monday?

Me: We are definitely on for Monday.  Is there anywhere in particular you’d like to go?  My friend tends bar at —–, have been meaning to head over there for a while and say hello to her and see if we can get some buy backs.  Could be nice, could be slammed, but it is Monday –– or do people drink more on Mondays to forget their work-related sadness?

Oh great, I just realized I’m at a crossroads in my professional life and you would be a great person to talk to about this.  (After all, it is a DAY, so of course I’m at a crossroads.  My house is built at a fork in the way.)

HSD: The parenthetical at the end of your email sounded like an Emily Dickinson poem.  I even googled it to see if it was, but apparently not.  I would looove to talk about professional crossroads; mine also seem to be permanent.

Me: Ooo, well, the first paragraph of this email just totally made my day, and it’s not even noon yet!  I’m submitting that one sentence to poetry journals, btw.


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