I was just in the middle of writing about how I’m being Super Adult Responsible Girl this week here at work. How I’m planning and attending meetings, being all “strategic,” going to business dinners, shaking hands, and all the kinds of thing that mark you as a corporate whore.

I was going to write about how it’s one of those weeks where I’m waiting for someone, at any moment, to totally call shennanigans on my apparent grown-upednes and who do I think I’m kidding.

But then one of my co-workers just came over to bug me about how I hadn’t updated the Hangman board and would I just get on it already because she’s come all the way over here (she works on the other side of the building) three times to see if any new letters have been added.

Hi, I’m not fooling anyone.