The Spreadsheet Was Accurate
October 26th. Simone built a spreadsheet. I want to be clear that I did not ask her to do this, she arrived at the break room with it already open, organized by category, color-co…
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The Verdict Was Split
October seventh. Here is what happened: a thing went sideways at the end of a shift, and by the time we were in the break room, Simone had already formed an opinion about whose ca…
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Neither of Us Were Right About the Cold Brew
August second. The cold brew was Simone's idea, which I want noted for the record before I explain what went wrong. It started at the end of Tuesday's session, she mentioned she'd…
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The Outer Pocket
March twelfth. The bag fell the way bags fall when you're not thinking about them, straight onto the bench, side first, outer pocket open. I was already looking somewhere else. Th…
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The Same Paragraph, Four Times
March twenty-fifth. There is a system on this table. I need you to know that. The highlighters are color-coded. There is a specific section for things I've finished and a specific…
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What Carol Chose
October sixteenth. The letter came on a Wednesday. Not a card this time, two full pages, Carol's handwriting going all the way to the margin on both. I stood at the kitchen counte…
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Pivot. No, the Other Way. No,
April twelfth. The couch was not that big. That is the thing I keep coming back to. By any reasonable standard, it was a normal-sized couch. A loveseat, technically. And yet someh…
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