No, that's not lipstick

I flew to Houston yesterday on the company plane with one of the big wigs. He had me sit across from him so he could grill me on my numbers for the meeting. I knew this was going to happen, so I was prepared with my laptop. I set the bag on the tray table between us, unzipped it, and pulled my laptop out, cracking myself in the mouth in the process.

I may have a fat lip today, but nothing works better as an ice breaker, especially when you're intimidated by someone with power.