I fired 28 nannies in two weeks. Money was never the problem because I was already a billionaire—but my patience was. Then she walked in: a poor Black girl with a calm gaze so steady it unsettled me. I hired her only to prove she would fail like all the others.
I fired twenty-eight nannies in just two weeks. Money was never the issue—I was already a billionaire—but my patience ran out long before my bank account ever could. Then she walked in: a young Black woman with worn shoes and a calm, unwavering gaze that made me uncomfortable. I hired her fully expecting her to…
