A Smug Tech Executive Assumed I Was The Janitor At An Elite College Career Fair. Then I Took The Mic And Revealed Where I Was During Last Winter’s Deadly Freeze.
“Excuse me, the service elevators are down the hall and to the left,” the man in the tailored suit said, waving a dismissive hand at me without looking up from his sleek tablet.
I looked down at my scuffed, steel-toed work boots. I was wearing a heavy, fire-resistant canvas jacket and dark jeans that had seen better days. My hands were deeply calloused, and my hair was pulled back into a messy, windblown bun.
I looked back up at the man. He was wearing a watch that probably cost more than my entire work truck.
“I’m actually here for the panel,” I said, my voice steady.
He let out a short, condescending laugh. “Right. The facilities management panel is tomorrow. This is the alumni and industry leaders showcase.”