You are sitting in your favorite neighborhood restaurant having dinner with your man. He orders a bottle of your favorite Pinot Noir and then looks at you with those eyes that remind you the world is a wonderful place and you are very lucky.
Then he asks how the job is going.
You burst into tears so torrential that the waiter asks if you would like a side of tissues with your steak.
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