Job Shadow

A few days ago a sweet young girl in the neighborhood asked if I had time that weekend for her to├é┬áinterview me and job shadow me for a school project. Problem was, this was Friday afternoon, and I had finished my writing for the day and was planning on being gone all day Saturday. I had her come over for the interview then told her, “Here’s what job shadowing me would look like. I’d be sitting in front of my computer. Some times I’d be typing, but most of the time I’d be staring off into space.” Ah, the exciting, glamorous life of a writer.


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