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my arm and asked me, with this big fake concern in her eyes, if I was “worried about my career trajectory.”
“Sitting with the janitor every day,” she said. “I mean, people notice that kind of thing, Charlotte.
Perception matters.”
Like being near him might rub off. Like I might get demoted to mop duty.
I laughed off every single one of those comments.continue reading …
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