Getting used to office now.....People here are nice.....people of all races are nice....... until honeymoon ends!

Receptionist Ma'am is really what they call Made-of-Milk-and-Honey kind...She'd beam a cheerful welcome every afternoon....

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The Boss is.....should I say 'my dear?'

Well, he may not exactly fit into the idea, although he's cool......

He's one of those Goodies, who, since they have always stayed away from any kind of duels- verbal or bodily- which decorate a fiendish youth, haven't learnt to be tough...

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Good for us........

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So here are times, when he'd see me seriously absorbed in Facebook, and yet not react!

If I cling on, he'd stare from the corner of his specs.....with a supressed grimace that invokes only wry amusement.....perhaps trying to invent ways how to politely ask me stop.....

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The polite ways, luckily for us, would never occur,
and so he has to just ignore.

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Now isn't that a boss you'd go to war for?

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