It’s been twelve weeks since I met Jake Carrero, and I’m no longer unsure around my overly familiar boss. In such a brief time, the forced proximity and grueling demands have carved out an amicable relationship that doesn’t completely offend me. I find him tolerable, sometimes even amusing. I’d go as far as saying companionable. I maybe even like him a little more than I ever imagined I could.

The full force of my job requirements came upon me in a tidal wave after the Hunter breakfast. Margo had decided to throw me in the deep end, as that was the only way to test my resolve, and she had...