Barb turned to Fran, guileless blue eyes wide. “Ever have decision fatigue?”
Fran leaned back. “Of course. Especially with this stuff. After an hour, it’s impossible to avoid.”
“I know what you mean,” Tom said. “Imagine trying to write it!”
“Well, you actually know what this is about – all you’re doing is just chronicling your job,” Fran said.
Barb’s eyes hardened. “It’s more than just that. You really have to think about it.”
Fran smiled. “I know – with every word come decisions. Just like writing something.”
Tom exhaled. “Absolutely.”
Fran leaned forward, reaching for her mouse. “OK! Let’s go on.”
Fran leaned back. “Of course. Especially with this stuff. After an hour, it’s impossible to avoid.”
“I know what you mean,” Tom said. “Imagine trying to write it!”
“Well, you actually know what this is about – all you’re doing is just chronicling your job,” Fran said.
Barb’s eyes hardened. “It’s more than just that. You really have to think about it.”
Fran smiled. “I know – with every word come decisions. Just like writing something.”
Tom exhaled. “Absolutely.”
Fran leaned forward, reaching for her mouse. “OK! Let’s go on.”
