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This morning my boss was walking through the front office and I yelled out “Charlie!” to get his attention. The problem? That’s my husband’s name – not my boss’s name. My boss may be young and good looking, but he is most definitely NOT my husband.
I turned red enough for both of us, right before my co-workers busted up laughing and my boss jokingly told me to make sure my husband never heard me call him that.
I might be spending too much time at work.
