A reader writes:
I’m having trouble dealing with fallout from an awkward interaction that took place at work a few days ago. I work in a large organization on an open floor plan. One of my neighbors is Sam, a nice, chatty, younger guy in a different department. We spend a lot of time taking when we have the bandwidth for it, and his boss, Ariel, often cheerfully joins in.
Ariel came up to me out of the blue the other day while Sam and I were chatting, and she