Monday, April 13, 2009

touch

"I just want him to see another side of me."

Comfortable heels. Economy suit. Ponytail. No make-up. No cleavage. Felicia came to work everyday wearing the same thing. She sat quietly at her desk. She worked diligently. If asked to describe her, Felicia's coworkers would say she was intelligent, dependable, and a hard worker. And that used to be enough.

Then came the new suit in the office. Lawrence Soman. He was the new Vice President of Government Affairs. Felicia found him exciting; his charisma and ambition were mesmerizing. But he barely ever noticed her despite the fact that she reported directly to him.

Her opportunity arose. Soman's secretary planned the annual staff party at a local lounge instead of the office. All week long Felicia heard the other female employees buzzing about what they would wear. And she was no exception. Her mind was preoccupied on how to catch the eye of Soman.

Stilettos. Pencil skirt with a thigh high split. Fuschia top. Hair down. Make-up on. Felicia appeared at the staff party in her best effort. She was personable, had a few drinks, chatted with all her colleagues. Everyone seemed genuinely surprised and pleased with this temporary transformation.

Then her moment came. Felicia was sitting in the only comfortable chair in the lounge, resting her weary feet. Soman came over and began to chat her up. She quickly realized that he didn't recognize her, and attempted to remind him who she was. Soman was obviously embarrassed, fumbled through some words, and walked away.

Monday morning Felicia came to work in her usual attire. She sat in her office and did her work. Suddenly Soman enter. He quickly apologizes about the staff party. He honestly didn't recognize her with the flashy outfit and full make-up. When Felicia indicated she was trying to look pretty for the vent, Soman laughed. He informed her that she looked beautiful everyday just the way she was. There was no need to do more.

As he walked out the door, he left Felicia with her mouth gaping open and a lot to think about.

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