ABSTRACT
While in Chicago I had decided that I was best suited for a business that did not require being effective in face-to-face personal interactions, because I assessed—and it was an accurate assessment—that I am not skilled at attaining my ends in personal negotiation with people. Why this is so is still somewhat a mystery to me; certainly it has much to do with my relationship with my father, but my fear of the outcome of such relationships also enters into the matter. If my own interests are not at stake, I do not have this fear and this belief in my ineffectiveness, at least to the same degree. I often enjoy casual meetings with people, and I have happy friendships. When I represent someone else, I do not feel like a blundering idiot, even if I have the conviction that my competence is no more than ordinary, or perhaps less than ordinary.
