“And to me, it is one of the most odious things in a girl’s life, that there must always be some supposition of falling in love coming between her and any man who is kind to her, and to whom she is grateful.”
George Eliot, Middlemarch, in light of recent posts, this seemed like an appropriate sentiment. From Eliot and Downton Abbey, I think I’ve finally realized the way to interact with my bosses is to pretend like we live in aristocratic England. Except we’re not always so noble here.