Today and during an after-work gathering, someone asked me “do you have a partner?” … This question, at its core, is very much San Francisco style of information inquiry. But guess what? That’s not the most interesting part of the story.
I responded by saying, “Oh, my personal life is a disaster zone”. I don’t know why I said that in a work setting, but I immediately felt like I’ve never been that honest about a topic that involves my privacy and me. I also answered the question, without answering the suggestion that was implanted in the question.
That said, I think I should stop losing weight.