That was 8:54 on a Monday morning, and I had already refilled my travel mug twice from the breakroom coffee that tasted, as it always did, like burnt regret. But sure. I could fix this too.
I took a breath, pinched the bridge of my nose, and said the thing I always said when an entire corporation was about to slide sideways. “I’m on it.”
That was what I did. For nine years, I had been the duct tape holding that company together, particularly the crown jewel: the $290 million account with Lander and Holt Energy.
A beast of a client. Interstate power grid investments, federal oversight, EPA clauses, DOE compliance, vendor chains that had to match contract language down to the comma. Somehow I made all of it run like a well-calibrated clock.
Quiet, reliable, taken for granted. I did not need applause. I did not need my name on plaques or a title that had been invented at an airport lounge.
I wanted my work respected. And it was. Until Madison Ree decided she wanted my desk.
Madison was the CEO’s daughter, recently self-declared EVP of Strategy, a role that had materialized the way roles do when the person granting them cannot say no at Sunday brunch. Her previous strategy work had involved posting inspirational quotes over stock photos of cornfields on the corporate Instagram account. She came to my desk that Monday with her matcha in one hand and a smile that had never survived a hard question.
“Hey, Jules,” she said. “We should really talk about modernizing your role.”
My spine itched immediately. Modernize is corporate language for we are about to push you out and then act like you should thank us for the opportunity.
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