I was new to the company, new to the department and trying to get my bearings and connect with the staff by hosting an informal, brown bag lunch. There were eight of us including Ms. A., a woman who was the temporary department secretary. She had been working for the man I replaced. Mr. D. orchestrated his retirement seamlessly, allowing for a one-month overlap between us to show me the ropes and introduce me to the regional offices; he even chose not to offer his temporary assistant a permanent job in case I had other thoughts about the position. Now he was gone and I was getting to know people. The group, mostly young women, was making small talk, focused…
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