I may be a shy letter carrier, but when our beloved building is threatened by a grumpy billionaire, I’m willing to push the envelope.
I’m going to march right up to Malcolm Blackberg and deliver a message he can’t refuse. Except as soon as I get inside his gilded fortress, I’m mistaken for his court-ordered emotional intelligence coach.
They drag me in, a sacrificial lamb for the big bad wolf.
So I go with it! Can I get him to grow a heart and spare our building? I have to try!
Before I know it, I’m flying around the country with the surliest and most devilishly exasperating man I’ve ever met.
Our coaching sessions are getting hot-hot-hot. Can he tell that I have no idea what I'm doing? OMG how long can I keep this up? Maybe just one more session…