I am already in a state of low-level panic about departure times, possible gate changes, and any number of other contingencies that have to be actively monitored while traveling, to say nothing of the fact that my memory is tapped out with detailed concerns about the talk I am going to have to give in front of strangers in a few hours. This fresh demand for vigilance, lest I lose my PowerPoint slide show, feels like a straightforward conflict between me and L’Oréal.
