Now that's the sound of disappointment...
I took great pride in being a 'career girl'- whilst at Uni, I dreamed of getting a high flying job in the city. I imagined 100 hour working weeks. I had romantic notions of being sat in the office in the middle of the night surrounded by empty coffee cups as I stared out at the dazzling city lights below me, working frantically to hit a critical deadline. Picture a scene from 'Suits' and that's where we are. OK, my career didn't quite work out like that (and yes, I am glad
