It pursues me
I’ve been on vacation with my family. It was nice to get away from the office (and from the laundry room). We ensconced ourselves in a remote mountain resort, far enough from civilization, we thought, to insulate ourselves from our usual daily concerns.
But my work pursued me.
While relaxing in the resort’s lodge, I met another woman who was there with her family, also trying to escape her daily concerns. We began chatting:
Me: What do you do?
Her: I work at a hospital.
Me: What’s your job?
Her: I’m a human resource specialist.
Me: Oh, really? Are you certified?
Her: Not yet, but I’d like to take the PHR exam.
Me: Well, allow me to give you a little advice . . .
I can’t seem to help myself.