One of my favorite people in the universe (quite possibly my favorite) job shadowed me today. WHEN DID I TURN 100 YEARS OLD? I introduced her to the work force with some good, old-fashioned manual labor: Then, I figured since she was such an adult, I let her drive my car to lunch: (jk. she didn’t drive. but the personification of my ghost pseudonym Margot did). Ate a grilled cheese and have never felt more alive. I sure love her — I made my intern hold a fan so my hair looked like Beyonce’s: