A Confession. When I feel stressed, I become hyper-focused to the exclusion of much around me. When I first opened the Atlanta office of Fleishman-Hillard, one of my staff came into my office with an ear-to-ear grin. He was so proud of himself. He had scheduled an appointment for me with a new business prospect with a particularly large budget. The potential client was on her way to our office to check us out. When she arrived, I briefly noted that she wasn’t dressed in typical business attire (I am not sure when I last saw fish-net hose in an office.), but my attention was on winning her business rather than her apparel. We settled in the conference room, and after some small talk I asked her about her organization. A portable stereo appeared from nowhere, and before I knew it, she was taking off her blouse. I was so focused on the potential new account, I did not realize that I had been had. My staff had hired a “strip-o-gram” for my birthday.