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Max-ifesto Entry #3: Lunch Table Politics

There are rules. Unwritten, unsaid, unfair — but somehow still enforced with the precision of a NASA launch. I’m talking about the cafeteria. Specifically, where you sit. You don’t just sit anywhere. That’s madness. That’s social skydiving without a parachute. Here’s what I’ve figured out: My table?It’s me, Raj, and usually one person who doesn’t … Read more