“Hey, Joan,” I said quietly. “Can I talk to you for a sec?”
“Of course!” she chirped, swinging her water bottle as if she were on a walk with a friend.
“I just wanted to mention… my name is Brittany.
It’s been months, and you’ve happened to forget my name a lot lately. I wanted to ask that you please use it in meetings. I know you know it, and it matters to me.”
Her eyes widened as if I’d accused her of arson.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!
Seriously, that’s on me. I have ADHD, and sometimes my brain just blanks on the spot! I totally see how that could appear, though.
But I promise it’s not intentional!”
She smiled, over-apologized, and then acted as if we were best friends again.
I let it go for a bit. I mean, I didn’t want to make a thing out of it.
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