One meeting, she looked right at me and said, “Could you send that file over, um… what’s your name again?” while the room went quiet.
Everyone would turn to me as if I were supposed to help her out of the moment. That first time, I laughed awkwardly and said, “Brittany.”
“Goodness!
I struggle with recollection,” she’d say, flashing that tight little grin of hers. “It’s my brain’s fault!”
The thing is, Joan’s desk was 10 feet from mine!
We’d been on the same product team throughout my time there.
We’ve worked on the same client and even shared documents.
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