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My first job out of college was at a mortgage company. This was in the early 2000’s when interest rates had fallen to all-time lows and everyone in America was refinancing their home loan. The market demand at the time far exceeded the supply and there seemed to be an endless flood of new customers.... Continue Reading →
“Hello?” “Hey, man. What’s up?” “Nothing. What’s going on?” “So, I had a weird situation the other day.” “You don’t say.” “I do say.” “Let’s hear it.” “Well, in short, I had to run from a fart before someone saw it was me.” “Wow. That’s quite an opening.” “So, at work, our office is on... Continue Reading →
Happy Hour is for Amateurs by Philalawyer Subtitled “A Lost Decade in the World's Worst Profession”, this book chronicles a man’s time spent in the legal world. On a personal note, no author has influenced me more than Philalawyer. However, the interesting part is that he was, and still remains, anonymous. My friends and I... Continue Reading →
In the game of baseball, errors are a proper stat recorded alongside the score. If you screw up, it is noted along with the tally of your team’s hits and runs. Other sports have fouls and penalties, but they aren’t as prominently documented as they are in baseball. The judgment of an error is based... Continue Reading →
“Hello?” “Hey.” “Hey, man.” “What’s up?” “Nothing. What’s going on?” “Nothing.” “You know what happened the other day?” “What?” “I had a sandwich for dinner.” “Great story.” “That wasn’t my point.” “Hope not.” “My point was, why is it weird to eat a sandwich for dinner?” “Is it?” “Yes. You don’t think so?” “I haven’t... Continue Reading →
“It’s a good opportunity. Actually, it’s a great opportunity. I just wish I could do it after yearend.” “Is that an option?” “No. They want to fill the role as soon as possible.” “Makes sense.” “I just wish this was happening down the road a few months.” “Sounds like you’re doing a lot of wishing.”... Continue Reading →
“Hello?” “Hey, man.” “Hey, bud. What’s up?” “Nothing. So, tell me this, what’s something you’d eat when you’re hungry?” “Did you really call to ask me this? I’m at work?” “Yes, but I am also trying to make a point.” “Which is?” “Well, first, tell me. What do you eat when you’re hungry?” “Fuck, dude.... Continue Reading →
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