Pru scrolls furiously through her smartphone, reading emails, confirming appointments, refining her to-do list. Her lipsticked mouth is squeezed small by the stress in which she revels. Pru can't wait to be at the office--the only place she feels useful. At home she struggles with the cooking, fails to comfort her children, and envies her husband's ability to do both things. Work is a different story. At the office, Pru organizes, commands, completes tasks swiftly and with great accuracy. She was destined to sit at a desk, born to be in a board room. She is the perfect professional.