they’re opening up a new sister store in a different province and they asked me to do some email correspondence with my joint health and safety counterpart out there to help him get set up and run the team, but they warned me before hand that he was “notoriously difficult” so i was absolutely dreading this thinking “shit, he’s gonna be one of those guys who thinks taking direction is an insult to his masculinity and he’s gonna be rude and suck”
but it turns out he’s just really autistic and needs super clear direction + he writes his emails like a 1911 telegram. i LOVE this guy. i’ve never worked with someone who wrote so clearly and in such detail, and absorbs everything i say. plus whenever he gets an email he responds immediately with “received. response to follow. thank you.” top 10 coworkers of all time. top 5 even.
Hey, your boyfriend wants to know if you love him like that. No, he can’t focus on the road when you’re in his car. No, his hands aren’t on the wheel. Yes, you’re going 100 and this really isn’t safe. Yes, this is unfortunately because you kissed him. Ahhh, look out he’s going 180 and crashed the car into the tree! Sorry. So, so sorry.
but it’s not real and you don’t exist and i can’t recall the last time i was kissed and it hits me in the car and it feels like the end of a movie ive seen before