Today - as a I booked a flurry of couriers and gave directions to people who should have known where they were going anyway, I was asked what seemed to me the most ridiculous question I'd heard in a while. One of the medium cheeses leaned over the desk and with his smarmy smile enquired:
'So where's Imelda these days? Is she on an extended holiday?'
I was, as they say, gobsmacked. I informed him that Imelda's redundancy was made official about three months ago.
Then it was his turn to be gobsmacked. 'What do you mean...? She was with the company for years!'
'I know. Ten years, actually.' I shrugged and gave him my forced smile that tends to make top bods uncomfortable so they move along to bother someone else.
He has the grace to shake his head in amazement. 'I think it was more than ten years, I could have sworn she was with the company for longer than that.'
How strange that it takes that long for some people to notice things.
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