TarynMy head fell forward and snapped back up. I pinched my leg underneath the table and forced myself to focus on the presentation illuminating a screen in the darkened conference room.
The drone of the speaker from human resources constituted a sedative more powerful than any prescription—even if I hadn’t had less than three hours of sleep the night before. Who needed Xanax?
Management ordered all employees to attend this meeting and then complete online harassment training in the next sixty days. Micky kicked me and turned her head, mouthing, “Stay awake.” I sat straighter in the conference room chair.
Some vice president in research and development had been escorted out by HR the week before, bringing about today’s don’t-make-comments-about-the-receptionist’s-breasts-in-meetings tal
