I have learned what it must be like to secretly not be able to read.
This afternoon I was in a meeting where a series of charts and graphs were projected onto a large screen. These particular visual aids consisted primarily of two trend lines with certain benchmarks also indicated. The lines were blue and purple; the backgrounds in the slides were green. Apparently everyone else there could differentiate those colors. I could not.
I didn’t contribute much to that meeting, but at least I was able to nod at the right points (ie when everyone else did) and look like I was getting something out of it. I think my secret is still safe.
