Scene: My office, bathed in the calming glow of a Himalayan salt lamp (it’s all the rage, you know).
Enter: a client, let’s call him Bob.
Bob’s not just stressed; he’s a symphony of tension, a walking cortisol commercial.
The Gasp Heard ‘Round the Zoom Call
“I don’t have time for this!” Bob sputters, taking ragged br…
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