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negotiation: The Value of Pancake Promises - 09/27/09 05:22 PM
When I was about 6 years old I was at my Mum’s workplace running amok as I always did. When it was time to go I’m not sure what came over me, but I refused. I hid under tables, I ran from my Mum and I basically caused all sorts of fuss and embarrassment for her. I then got the brilliant idea that with this newfound leverage over my Mum I’d start making demands (genius I know!) I wasn’t leaving the office until she promised me that we could go out for pancakes. After much to-ing and fro-ing my Mum finally
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Kirsty Dunphey
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