Right now, I'm working on my non-fiction project. Of course it's mid-sentence when I remember that I want to do a Random post today. So, though I was writing by hand, I'm going to type out a few lines....
Why was I really there? After just a few weeks, I knew one person could do both our jobs. At the most, one position could be part-time, a 20-30 hour week instead of a 40. Yes, there were busy times when we'd get a few extra hours, but it wasn't a daily occurrence. So why was I there? Was it so she wouldn't have to work hard, but still get paid? Was it there for her convenience? Maybe Bob hired me so more work would get done, knowing he couldn't fire her.
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