Meg's Casebook

It gets worse.  As managing director of his father-in-law’s business, he had forfeited not just his marriage, but his job.  “How could you be so stupid, we were fine as we were,” stormed Suzie, as she watched him emptying his desk.  Her interest in him now zero.

Before she unravelled any more marriages, I advised her to use the same planning skills that had seduced her boss to simply work her way to the top.  A year, and three promotions later, she was design manager with a company car.  It was not enough.  So when her dream job came up, at a new rival company she applied.

She turned up for the interview, knowing she looked marvellous.   As Suzie was ushered into the director’s office she was sure this meeting was just a formality.

But there, behind a vast desk, sat Donald.  Having earned a reputation as a man of talent and integrity, he’d got the financing to set up his own lingerie company.  He offered her coffee, in a pale blue cup.  And, with a glint of malice in his eyes, sternly explained why she was not quite what they were looking for.