<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Desk-Tie on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/desk-tie/</link><description>Recent content in Desk-Tie on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2020 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/desk-tie/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Interruption</title><link>/stories/2020/08/30/interruption/</link><pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2020 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2020/08/30/interruption/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Michael checked his tie in the mirror. He looked very much the older junior executive assistant in his dress shirt and pressed khakis. It would have to do, he thought as he picked up his briefcase. He gripped the handle in a suddenly sweaty palm and headed down the hall to the office.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Her office, he reminded himself. The boss who made his life a living hell; the dragon lady.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>