It all started in 2018 when I met her in a meeting room at 8:45 am on a Thursday. She was there for the Smith account meeting, and I was there for the Johnson presentation. Our eyes locked, and I knew it was over.
Her name was Rachel, and she had a thing for PowerPoint. I had a thing for her, and I had a thing for PowerPoint, but that's a whole other story.
We bonded over our shared love of bullet points and the thrill of being trapped in a conference room with no escape route but the vending machine in the break room.
We exchanged numbers, and I thought to myself, "This is it. This is the one." Little did I know, it was just the first chapter in a never-ending saga of meetings, coffee cups, and awkward small talk.