An underappreciated man feature

I just met a man at my office and, in shaking his hand, realized it’s the largest man hand I’ve ever touched.

Dude, are you married? Let’s be friends. Friends who touch each other.

You bettah WORK! Work it, girl!

I never did mention the good news: I’m no longer single AND unemployed. I’m working two jobs, actually, starting today.

And so begins the quest for random office sex, and the effort to alleviate some of the holiday-induced weirdness in my brain. Working 15-hour days should give me much less time to pout about being a tragic spinster, or to go adopt a Crazy Cat Lady Starter Set.