At 2:00 a.m., My Husband Thought I Was Asleep While He Emptied Our Safe to Run Off With His Mistress. Before Leaving, He Kissed Me and Whispered, “Poor Audrey. You Never Saw This Coming.” Hours Later He Sent a Photo From the Airport. I Replied With Four Words That Made Him Call Me Immediately.
I went home and searched the vendor file instead.
The consultancy had a polished website and almost no operational footprint.
The deliverables on the invoices were written in the kind of language that sounds like work if you are not trained to ask what was produced.
Strategy alignment.
Market mapping.
Executive facilitation.
I requested the underlying reports through ordinary channels.
What came back was late, thin, and in one case copied from a public presentation that was already two years old.