One of my publishers
is getting into a legal pissing match
with me.
They assume that,
like many writers,
I don’t have the resources
(money, connections, time)
to fight them.
They know f*ck all about me.
And you know f*ck all
about the people around you.
Your number one employee,
the lady who arrives at the job
before everyone else
and leaves after them,
might not be desperate
to hold onto her job.
She might be independently wealthy
and simply LOVE her job,
LOVE being part of your organization.
She might be the second cousin
of your number one customer.
You don’t know.
When you go into battle
with anyone,
there are likely to be
some surprises.
Assume the worst.
Prepare for the worst.
You’re battling the unknown.