The New Girl

“Do you know who I am??” Anna expectantly asked a man in an impeccable suit.  The man looked at her with mild distaste, thinking her ego was a bit much.  Anna glanced at unfamiliar cubes and faces.  The man shook his head as he shook her hands from his arm.  “No, but get to work.” he replied in a clipped tone.

“Do you know who I am?” Anna repeated to a woman in a floral pattern dress.

“No…?” she responded with distaste to Anna

Both thought Anna could be important, but no one seemed to understand the question was genuine.

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