Here’s what happened to me three weeks ago to the day—March 17, 2010. The signs were all there. I should have seen it coming. It was a Wednesday, a Worst Case Wednesday.
Category archive for ‘Worst Case Wednesdays’ 
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The Titanic E-mail
I’m crushed with work, crazy busy. Let’s see: Morning presentation to huge new prospects. More meetings this afternoon. Hope I can sneak off to the gym. Dinner with clients tonight. Back-to-back meetings all day tomorrow. In my book—Friday can’t come soon enough. Five hundred e-mails arrived since 7:59 p.m. last night. What do these people [...]
I Slept Through My Nine O’Clock
Worst Case Wednesday
Next week I’m starting an advice column for finance professionals: Worst Case Wednesday. It’s about what to do when the unthinkable happens. You’re late for a meeting—even worse, you sleep through it. The SEC shows up at your front door. Your client asks an uncomfortable question, inviting a white lie. You flunk the Series 7. [...]

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