I love my job just a little too hard.
I had an 8:00am meeting with clients at their hotel.
A hotel (chain) that happens to be owned by the same fella
Who owns a certain football team that had a pretty great Sunday
And so as I emerged from the taxi, my stilettos sank into the grass carpet
A mini football field on Park Avenue.
The lobby was full of large men in black suits and fancy ear pieces
New York’s Finest stood guard outside.
I took the elevator up, rocked my presentation then headed back down
I high fived the door man and went on my way.