At this juncture I’m merely a desk jockey, granted my position in this mega corporation based solely on social capital. My first year with the company, I got down and dirty, and proved I could deliver the goods. The “Suits” tell me they are molding me because in the foreseeable future they believe I will be in charge of them someday. I just need to keep up with the heavy lifting. Hopefully, they aren’t blowing smoke up my skirt, and maybe I’ll make it to the top without hitting my head on the glass ceiling.
