she calls me promptly at 9:30 every other Monday
to talk about stress, my stress from dealing with
co-workers way too young to be Republicans,
the ones who know everything about nothing,
my inability to keep calm in spite of it all.
she is stressed from talking to people all day,
people who don’t want to talk to her about
the fact they are obese, have high cholesterol
or need to exercise more; me, I like to talk to
her. I make her laugh hysterically at my stories.
My stress level goes down.
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