I was late to work. My son’s school had invited parents to observe the first half hour of class, and there was no way I was missing that. I hoped to catch a train that would make me tough-time-getting-out-of-bed late rather than missed-a-whole-chunk-of-the-day late. I failed. When I got into the office, I saw that I had missed a big meeting. There was an email from my boss asking me to come to his office.
I darted in there, all apologies, but he shook them off. He told me that I had a meeting in 15 minutes with the head of HR. That stopped me cold. I’d never had a meeting with the head of HR.
“What’s the subject of this meeting?” I asked.
A pained expression crossed his gentle face. I knew the answer before he said it.