 And walk around the office on egg salad. And have my words policed by HR. Words like... Grandfather. Peanut gallery. Long time no see. No can do. When I grow up... I want to be obsessed with emotional safety. And do workplace sensitivity training all day long. When I grow up, I want to climb the corporate ladder. Just by following the crowd. I want to be a conformist. I want to weaponize my pronouns. What are pronouns?