“What you need is a director of operations,” I explain. “Someone sharp with some relevant experience growing out a brand. And you need to expand out your donor pool immediately. You’d be surprised how quickly half a mil gets eaten up in a budget.” He gives me an appraising look. “Very well. You’re hired.” “What?” I cry. “Director of Operations. You have the job.” “Mars, I have a job,” I laugh. “A good job. High-powered corporate lawyer, remember?” “Just give me six months of your time,” he says. “Help me get this on the right track. Whatever your pay is, I’ll double it.”
