About 25 years ago, I decided to do a summer job that involved some very unusual things. First, a lot of us college students from California carpooled across the country to Nashville, Tennessee, to go to a sales school. That one-week “school” taught us how to sell books door-to-door on …
I liked school. I liked learning. And I liked getting As. In high school, I got As without doing some of the work I disliked. (Sadly.) In English, for example, though I liked all of the other work we did, as tedious as some of it was (diagramming sentences, for …
One of the worst emotional choices I can make these days is deciding to open Facebook. I used to go there now and then to see how friends were doing and what people’s thoughts about different things were. Now, the atmosphere is so hyperinflamed that I can feel sickened after …
