He stuck his head into my cubicle, like he'd done almost every workday.
"Hey man, I've got to meet with the accounts department in an hour, discussing the E.F.Rs for the next financial year. You don't mind tagging along, do you?"
Every since I'd started here, he was constantly asking for stuff like this, little favors, none of them too difficult, but overall time and energy consuming. I was done, and was prepared for the argument.
"Sorry, can't-"
"Oh, ok, no sweat, see you later!"
He left, and I tried to convince myself that wouldn't have worked any time prior.
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