Everyone thought my colleague was just forgetful. But after two years of being publicly erased by her, I finally decided to remind her who I was — and who I wasn’t. Let’s just say she didn’t like it.
I work in a small office where everyone knows everyone’s business, and gossip moves faster than email.
But they all act as if they’re too busy to notice. You can practically hear the tension in the air when someone’s Slack goes off during a meeting.
We’re only about 25 people on the floor, and yet every minor personality quirk gets magnified over time, like dust collecting on glass.
I’m Brittany. I’m 29, and I’ve been at this company for around two years now.
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