The Life of Brian

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow,

I went into the office today and had a fun time. Working for Team Jess has been like sprinting constantly for the past two weeks, but I do like her. 

She and I and Briar had a meeting today to go over our notes. I say our notes, Briar has pretty much done it all, I just attended meetings and asked stupid questions. Briar has been an absolute star, and I'm very grateful to her. 

To express my gratitude to the pair today, I arranged for pizza in our workshop and we ended up spending a lot of that meeting watching Lizzo on Hot Ones.

It was a nice atmosphere and kind of made up for the lake of poo. 

Jess says that Briar and I have been working so well together that she had conflated us in her mind. She mixes up our names so much that she now refers to us as "Brian". 

Both Jess and Briar are very young. VERY. And while they are intelligent, funny young women they are also cursed with the lack of confidence of people who have not yet learned not to give a sh*t. 

I wish I could gift them confidence. Or lack of sh*t-giving. But I cannot. As Jess's little bit of whiteboard graffiti shows. 

All I can gift them is pizza. And so that is what I do.

S.