Bob Goldman
You’re late.
I’ve been waiting, like forever, for you to read this week’s column. And now you finally arrive, full of excuses. You were up half the night and overslept, and you were so tired this morning that you couldn’t get your real work done. (As if reading this column wasn’t real work.)
Whatever excuse you make, whatever reprimand you expect, I have a Please log in to see the rest of this story.
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