“And this is Meredith. She’s in charge of our user documentation,” a VIP boomed as he lead a new employee around the office.
They paused at the entrance to my cubicle. I stood up, flashed a grin, and shook hands. “She’s also a graphics whiz.”
The words hung in the air. Graphics whiz? I’ve made maybe two dozen graphics at work. I am an untrained imitator who uses too much text and just learned how to align shapes diagonally. People’s mouths hang open when they stare at my Visio handiwork.
But a smile gamely clung to my face. I even swelled with pride that I was called a whiz to a man important enough to be introduced to people outside his department. Whiz, as in wizard. Magic-maker.
After a pause long enough for us to blink twice at each other, they moved to the next cube. Luckily, like all office workers on his first day, he’ll only remember the ones who took him out to lunch.
