Most in my business don't always make a lot of friends in the kind of job I have, but in this office I first visited in 1986, all of the employees were women, my favorite people. Sure, there was just one minor problem in all the work of theirs I audited that first time, which was exactly the way to break the news to them: there was only one lousy error. It was either my "audit-side-manner" or they were able to discern, intuitively, that I liked them. They didn't mind me coming back in 1987, and were disappointed when the bosses rotated me off in 1988. Even though I didn't visit their office in 1988, they still invited me to "the Contessa's" office baby shower. I built my work schedule for the week around attending the event. So, no, there was no medical miracle in the fact this was my "first baby shower."
