I just dont know what to make of it.

“Uh, Alessandra?”

“Yah?” I respond with an inquisitive look, closing the online shopping website that has been confusing me for the last 5 minutes.

“Do you have a minute?”

“Sure,” I say, I grab a pad of paper and pen and walk into his office.

“Have a seat,” he says, as he is standing by his chair. I sit across the desk at the guest chair. “No, no over here.” He has made me sit in his seat before, when he has needed help figuring out his email, or when he was telling me how he organized his offline folder before he went on vacation.

So I go sit there, wonder what he needs help with. But then he walks away. I am sure I make a strange face, especially when he sits down at my desk and says, “Okay, can you just take over.”

I get it now. He is making a joke. I take note of things from behind his desk. There are a few mountains of paper and folders, holding highly important information. (its only important because we say it is, and we believe ourselves).

“Feeling overwhelmed?” I ask standing up and letting my hand fall on one of the stacks.

I don’t remember his response. What I am really wondering is how my desk looked to him. I wonder if I left any strange or personal things open. I sit back down in my chair and look around. It looks like I have been working hard.

*

“I just got a call from a broker complimenting you.” Another sales rep says to me.

I wonder who and why, smile and move on.

This sales rep goes into my sales rep and says how wonderful I am. I am listening to her, confused but unconcerned as I have no idea what she is talking about.

“I have two words for you.” My sales rep smiles, “Gil, who?”

Gil is the person who used to be here. I think that he is complimenting me but I don’t get it. I have filled the shoes of Gil so well that he cant remember him. One day (soon?) I will leave. And to his new assistant he will say with a smile, “Alessandra, who?”