11 May 2016, 6 pm
So. I am no longer the Pee; I am the EyePeePee. Such is the Circle of Life. To celebrate, CIPA has laid on peanuts. People congratulate me on having survived. They tell me I should take a good long rest. Some of them give quite detailed instructions as to how long I should rest for and the things I should not feel obliged to contact them about while I am doing so. The new EyeEyePeePee and I exchange thank yous for all the support we have given one another and all the gin and tonics we have shared. I tell her about an inspiring book on gender inequality and militant feminism, and she promises to read it before the next Council meeting, so that we can be militant together. Because we are both patent attorneyettes, we both know how it feels to suffer from Imposter Syndrome, but we have also both discovered – each in our own way – that a well hidden imposter can cause an awful lot of trouble. Me, I have discovered that if you float in with the Biscuit Pixies, people don’t always see you coming until it’s too late.
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