Boss: "laura, i have a bump on my hand."
Me: "where?"
Boss: "here."
Me: "if you even think of going on fucking web md i'm going to lose my shit."
Boss: "why???"
Me: "i don't want to hear about how you think you have fingernail cancer."
Boss: "you will miss me when i'm gone!"
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