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Gift Giving To the Boss

We tossed gifts onto her desk until she was surrounded by them. They were soon on the floors, because there was no space left On her counters, her shelves, her chairs, her couch, her bookcase. She is the boss; and I am sure would like us to stop. However, we all want to get something in there, incase she is one of those bosses that likes us accordingly. Surely she isn’t I think as I lug in a giant gift bag of stuff.

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Date: 12/20/2021 9:27:00 AM
Hmm...my secretary always gave me a gift, and I her. But I can't remember ever being showered with presents like you describe. But, I was a good boss! None of my secretaries ever had to be afraid of me. They saved me from disaster so many times!!!!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/20/2021 8:24:00 PM
I like that! I know it's true too!

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