I used to work with this woman who was a hard worker, very committed. One spring she took a vacation to Washington DC to see the monuments, the Capital, the White House, all the famous spots. She was a student of history and had an appreciation of how things worked in Washington. I think she secretly dreamed of being an elected official someday.
Well, when she came back to work, she was on crutches. When I asked her what had happened, she said she had broken her leg in two different places. I said to her, “I know you went to Washington DC. Where was the other place?”
I like to think that these types of conversations ease the pain.
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