I’m sorry to be vague about this, but I don’t like to blog about work. Still, yesterday, I was standing over someone sitting at a table trying to figure out what a regular person puts in a note to President Obama. It was my job to advise said person on the creation of that note. As if I have any experience writing personal notes to the President.
And there was this moment when we both kind of looked at each other in wide-eyed confusion and then burst out laughing.
It makes me laugh to think about it.
Anyway, dear Reader, life is weird.