My Parents' Daughter
Their first conversation – of all things – was about credit card density. So incredibly romantic, I know. My mom had been standing in line flexing her AMEX back and forth, clearly eager to get to her room. For whatever reason, her fidgeting compelled her to turn around, face my dad, and go, “Have you ever noticed that the corporate card and personal card have different densities?”
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My Parents' Daughter
My parents met while working at Simon & Schuster, but not in the way you’d expect for two people who worked in the same New York City office building. Despite them both thinking they knew everyone, for years they didn’t know each other – even though there were plenty of people who knew both of them.
My dad knew everyone in my mom’s sales department and his entire IT team knew her. My mom was even close with my dad’s boss. There were so many scenarios where they should have met but never did. This went on for two years until they finally met in 1994 – 1,200 miles outside of NYC in Boca Raton for a work conference.
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My Parents' Daughter
