Bumpy start to the good life!!

I’m listening to my boss talk about the Goldman Sachs account, wide-eyed, feeling blood trickle down my thighs. As a newbie in the corporate labor force, I didn’t know my rights or privileges from my left elbow, and my manages doesn’t hesitate to take advantage of that. I was subletting a room up in Harlem while waiting for my apartment move-in date and it was a shiny, silver day in the city on an otherwise unremarkable Monday morning. After a week doing orientation in Boston, I was out of stamina, clothes, and patience. I was coming straight from the train station, being made to come into the office with my suitcase, and no underwear on.