I’m back from Sydney and just coming out of my drunken stupor – a 12-hour bender at a resuscitated Qantas lounge full of lantern-jawed business people who all got there on talent except for the one over there being diagnosed by Kevin Rudd for Imposter Syndrome.
It’s Friday evening and we’ve all knocked off early because of the Alcohol Understanding and debating where to fly with the complimentary half-price government vouchers Alan Joyce has given us and how to best avoid the other 799,999 drones who earn less than us who got one too.
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Michael Scammell wears a white lab coat to counter his imposter syndrome.
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