We had been on a long business trip with back-to-back meetings and had a big dinner to celebrate. My client got really drunk and started in on her life story: her ex husband, his split personality and the sordid details of their divorce including a flat screen TV thrown out the window and neighbors calling the cops. I needed the shrink session to end so I feigned sickness and headed back to my hotel room. She offered to help me, but I kept insisting I was fine. I explained it would probably be embarrassing for both of us, as if her spilling her guts wasn’t.

-- Diane B., Cincinnati