You walk into the firm’s holiday party and see the managing partner and his wife standing alone. So you steal a glance in a mirror. Your hair is in place. Your tux looks good. You approach and, with a big smile, begin a conversation.
But something goes terribly wrong. To your horror, you find yourself describing a recent dream. Something about how you were in your underwear in your client’s conference room. Inexplicably, you hear yourself saying, “And that was when the vice president for real estate walked in. …”
