Ten Words on a Phone Screen Turned My Family’s Breakfast Upside Down
My promotion review for the regional director job was set for Tuesday afternoon.
I’d worked eighty-hour weeks since February to make it to the final interview.
I opened a new message and typed my manager’s address in the top line.
I wrote a three-sentence request for an open-ended leave of absence starting right away.
Hitting send meant giving up the promotion entirely.
I watched the blue progress bar crawl across the top of the screen.
The email vanished from my outbox.