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             reach new heights is with the help of others, through authen-
             tic partnerships. Sometimes these partners show up where you
             least expect them.
                 Imagine arriving at the office with mud on your shoes and
             sopping wet clothes. Your car blew a tire on the way in, and
             when you got out to take a look, a pickup truck hit the puddle
             next to you. After enduring jokes from the receptionist and
             anyone else who sees you in your “fine” business attire, you
             get to your office and find that the printed and collated copies
             of your big presentation for the upcoming trade show were
             delivered on schedule—bound upside down and in the wrong
             order. Throw in your two junior staff members complaining
             about the raises they didn’t get, and you can start to feel the
             steam billowing from your ears. Not exactly missiles, but
             enough to make you feel as if you were hurtling to Earth.
                 Enter your wingman, Marge, an inside sales manager who
             is your partner on several accounts. She closes your office
             door, lets you rant a little while, and then sets you at ease and
             gets you back on the right flight path. You’ve got battle dam-
             age and are calling out Mayday, and she’s in the perfect posi-
             tion to help you stay airborne and not let you crash.
                 Someone in the print shop owes her a favor—she’ll be
             able to get your copies fixed in time. And the two whining
             staff members? Marge points out that one got a raise just two
             months ago, and the other is up for a performance review in
             a week. You’ll be able to give him a pay bump then if it’s
             merited. Problems solved.
                 As your blood pressure inches back down, Marge sug-
             gests that you pull a change of clothes from your gym bag and
             give your suit to the cleaners in the lobby of the building,
             which offers one-hour service. “Now, Phil, let’s talk about the
             Acme account,” says Marge, pulling out a pad and pen. “We
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