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Feeding Myself to My Boss

I swallowed when my boss stared at the screen still. It had been a few minutes now. I had no idea whether he still remembered that I was here waiting for his response.

It must be a bad email, a bad appointment, or something else. At my side of the desk, I couldn’t what was on his screen. All I knew was the frown on his…