That poor son of a bitch

You have no idea what's coming

Last week, when I had my freelance writer hat on, a client and I were scheduling a project when I found myself looking at a mid-March deadline and found myself momentarily babbling about what a kick in the head it was that we were coming up on a year of the pandemic. Fortunately, she was in the same boat and not like “Wot? Wot’s this? FEELINGS on a work…