A Brit In America

Although my documents call me a Brit, my folks were Polish. We Poles do good (as we say in Brooklyn) in America because we’re an exuberant, upfront bunch just like you—something which, in retrospect, seems to have stood me in particularly bad stead among the frozen wastes of the British temperament.

In U.K. client meetings, I would often have a different meeting in my mind than everyone else in the room, having taken entirely at face value the enthusiasm and politeness of the clients.