The other day, I was minding my own business in our office kitchen when I heard a rustling and crunching that—if I didn’t know any better—I would assume was from a forest animal foraging for nuts and leaves before hibernation. I turned around to find not a squirrel, but my boss—seated contentedly at the communal table, artfully layering pieces of cheese…
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