-61. The Stranger Knows My Name

She looked down. Then back at me.

Image: my Ward

Wasn’t planning to go to the work do. Another sycophantic schmoozefest with corporate clients.

But the invite said open bar, and someone mentioned a charcuterie.

I got an email from HR about “representing the company” and “showing our best selves.”

Didn’t reply. Slipped out the office early to have a couple of liveners.

Nothing too hard. Few p…