So picture yourself having a baby being delivered and at the same time working a $400 million dollar deal.
I find myself driving down Page Mill once again, the Mecca of Silicon Valley and once again pulling into the law firm of Pillsbury Winthrop. I do my meet and greet with the perp and he’s a little heavy in the middle and although it doesn’t need to be pointed out it’s one of the first things he mentions. I go through the motions and tell him he looks marvelous. I show him a photo and I can tell he is surprised, in a good way.
I leave and head back to SF. I wonder about his kid, I wonder about his wife, I wonder what it would be like if I made as much money as him. I know I wouldn’t want to leave my wife during delivery, even if it meant more money than I could imagine and $400 million is more than I can fathom. Think about it. What would that much money look like in one room?
