Remotely Possible
“I’m an office worker, Brad, not a miracle worker.”
“I understand that it’s company policy to be in-office at least three days every week, but that doesn’t change the fact that there are three unicorns outside my house. They’ve knocked over my trash can, and it doesn’t look like they’ll be leaving any time soon. What? No, I can’t just make a run for my car, are you kidding me? If I get trampled or gored, I won’t even be able to work remotely. No. Yeah, I remember, but Cheryl also rides a gryphon to work. Okay. Yes, I’ll do Thursday next week as well. Thanks, bye.”
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Tiffany Mercer
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