The big night was finally here. After 20 months, countless cancellations and dozens of virtual celebrations and events, the Washington Business Journal was finally hosting its first in-person event: our Women Who Mean Business gala. I was a bundle of emotions, mostly anticipation and excitement, but also a good bit of anxiety, fueled by the jitters of being out of practice.
We took a whole host of Covid precautions before the Oct. 6 event, including a vaccination mandate or recent negative Covid test, liberal refund policies if an attendee got exposed or cold feet, social-distancing guidelines and mask requirements. But the fact remained — it had been a long time since any of us had put on a nametag, gotten out of our shorts and put on our fancy attire.
But as I stood in the lobby at The Ritz-Carlton, seeking out familiar faces and connecting new ones to their Zoom images, my mind kept returning to a piece I’d read earlier that day in The Atlantic by Elaine Godfrey. It’s definitely…
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