Jacob R. Weber

Collision

For the last three weeks, women have been running into me in the halls at work. Not ā€œrunning into meā€ as in, ā€œI ran into Martin in the hall yesterday; heā€™s doing well, seems like he survived the divorceā€”can you believe his kids are in middle school now?ā€ I mean running into me like colliding … Continue reading “Collision”