PARENTS HELD EMERGENCY MEETING ABOUT MY FAILED BUSINESS—THEN THE WSJ STEPPED IN

“Like when you told the family about my failed startup last Christmas?”

She flushed.

That announcement had triggered six months of interventions, career counselors, and subtle job listings in my inbox.

“Someone had to do something,” she defended.

“You’ve been working from that small downtown office, driving that old car, living in that starter condo,” continue reading …