So yeah, it’s one of those months. I need a clone. Or two. Or five.
Think of it this way:
“Chris gets work done, Orphan Black-style”
Orphan Black has Sarah – mother, sister, daughter, driven by love for family.
I have Dad Chris.
The Pretty Face
Orphan Black has Allison – perky suburban housewife who runs her own business and is dabbling in politics.
I have soon-to-be-a-manager-at-work Chris.
The Technical Expert
Orphan Black has Cosima – cute hippy scientist who gets crap figured out.
I have engineer-who-makes-sure-our-products-don’t-crash-airplanes Chris.
Orphan Black has Rachel – brutal corporate executive.
I have doesn’t-put-up-with-any-crap-from-program-managers Chris.
The Scary One
Orphan Black has Helena.
I have after-a-long-day-of-juggling-all-this Chris.
I think it would work out rather nicely.
[Yeah, we binged on Orphan Black this summer at our house. Love it!]