Have you ever kissed someone and immediately realized you’d made a very good decision? That was me. In the elevator. With a man whose last name I didn’t know. To be fair, I knew his first name, his taste in whiskey, and that he had an excellent mouth. At the time, that seemed like sufficient…
I don’t know who invented the phrase one more drink, but that person deserves to be prosecuted. Because it’s never one. Especially when the whiskey is good, the company is better, and you have absolutely nowhere to be the next morning. Well, technically, I had the gym at five. But that was a problem for…
There are three things I hate about business conferences. Name tags. People who introduce themselves with a job title longer than their actual name. And networking. Especially networking. I’ve been in sales long enough to know that half the people who tell you, “We should definitely connect,” have absolutely no intention of connecting. The other…
I’m bent over the sink in my client’s private washroom, trying not to make a sound. Liam is behind me. My reflection looks absolutely nothing like a woman who came here to discuss a business contract. Well, fuck. So this is where we are now. Funny. A few weeks ago, I didn’t even know his…