asetikish
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I just finished the last of the research work I have for one of the lawyers in the firm. Sometimes I think I do more work than these pedigreed men and women do, but I don't get paid as much. It doesn't matter that I'm the best paralegal they have. All the benefit they give me is unlimited leaves. They know I don't abuse it. Besides, I don't nearly have as much stress as they do, which is why they always hold parties that I never attend to.
As I'm about to drop off the documents, I notice a letter on my desk. I open it reading:
Hey Jen,
There'll be a party tonight. I'd like you to be my date for the evening. Call me.
--Jack
I stare at the letter in my hands. Is this some joke? I know I'm not the type to get invited to dates. Not with the way I dorkily dress, the lack of makeup in my face, and the ugly glasses. I groan. Maybe it's another one of those pranks they used to pull on me in high school and college. or maybe this guy really wants a huge favor. Either way, I'm incensed and the only thing I can think of is to talk to my best friend and drag you off to lunch somewhere far from the office.
As I'm about to drop off the documents, I notice a letter on my desk. I open it reading:
Hey Jen,
There'll be a party tonight. I'd like you to be my date for the evening. Call me.
--Jack
I stare at the letter in my hands. Is this some joke? I know I'm not the type to get invited to dates. Not with the way I dorkily dress, the lack of makeup in my face, and the ugly glasses. I groan. Maybe it's another one of those pranks they used to pull on me in high school and college. or maybe this guy really wants a huge favor. Either way, I'm incensed and the only thing I can think of is to talk to my best friend and drag you off to lunch somewhere far from the office.