She's my office wife

Your closest workplace confidant knows you almost as well as your real spouse does. Which can be a problem.

It starts innocently enough. Usually with coffee. Then the occasional lunch, during which you share a few laughs and a bit of gossip. Before you know it, you're shooting cell phone text messages back and forth to one another during meetings and childishly mocking the grease stain on the back of the company hotshot's pants in a secret code only the two of you understand. Sound familiar? Then you probably have an "office wife."

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