It's not uncommon for a member of my team to walk up behind me and start talking to me as if I were not taking orders and making drinks. I do my best to answer in-between responsibilities, which can lead to fairly unintelligible response. Sometimes though, sometimes, there is a moment of distilled surrealism. How could I have anticipated such a moment? On what day was I supposed to wake up, and think to myself "Today Maren will ask me if our friendship could survive her removing her face?"
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