Saturday, February 6, 2016
№ 251. Homey
"When I first got pregnant, I was a smart-arse corporate lawyer, used to getting my own way. What I really needed was someone to tell me the following: “You know your worst ever client? The guy who calls at 2am just to tell you how terrible you are? The one who suddenly, urgently needs an obscure spreadsheet, so you move heaven and earth to find the spreadsheet and when you do he gets furious because that isn’t the one he wanted, even though that’s the one he asked for? Congratulations! Now you live with a tiny, incontinent version of him. Sadly, nothing you have learned to date is of any use with your new client."