This year was supposed to be different.
I had three simple goals: stop lying, get my life together, and maybe stop humiliating myself in public.
It’s February, and I'm failing across the board.
The job? Gone. The girlfriend? Also gone. My dignity? Probably still somewhere over Ohio, where I overshared my life story to a gorgeous stranger after one too many cocktails and a bout of turbulence.
Back home and out of options, I agree to cover for my sister at the ad agency while she's on maternity leave. It sounds like the perfect reset—until I meet my new boss.
Ashley Morgan.