One of my sister Dori’s cheesy jokes sprang to mind. Guns don’t kill people. People with mustaches kill people. (Location 703)
People like Angela are why we put our armor on when we go to work, I thought. That armor might be professionalism, or a nice business suit, or even some thick black mascara. We want a barrier between the ‘real us’ and the person we need to be at work. Usually that’s enough to get us through the day, but sometimes it isn’t. (Location 1700)
but the rubber duck I’d been talking to wasn’t half so intimidating. (Location 1862)
Insult me if you will, I thought, but no one threatens my cat. (Location 2060)