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CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
They’d been texting for several days.
Hey, Wildflower,his texts invariably began.
Hey, yourself,Paige had taken to responding.
So, I’ve been doing some research.
On what?
On what a director of strategic planning actually does.
And?
I’m impressed.
So was Paige, although she hadn’t let on.
What impressed you?she’d ventured.
The whole scope of what you do: the brand planning, the account planning, the media planning, etc. etc., the way you connect all the dots, figure out what the consumer wants and how best to reach them, what emotional buttons you need to push.
Sounds a little cynical.
On the contrary. Sounds like a good plan for how to be successful in life.
Except I’m currently unemployed.
But not for much longer.
I hope you’re right.
You’ll get the job. I have faith.
Nice to know somebody does, Paige thought.What about you?she’d asked.What do you do?
Stockbroker. Speaking of which, duty calls. Text later.
And then, the next day:
Hey, Wildflower.
Hey, yourself.
Sorry about yesterday. Things got a little hectic.
How so?
Client was getting panicky. Had to calm him down, convince him to hang in there.
How did you do that?
By reminding him that these are volatile times and the time to sell is not when the market goes down.
And were you successful?
I can be pretty persuasive.
