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And I was like…

Sunday, November 30, 2008

The good – She seemed like a reasonably intelligent, well-spoken young woman

The bad – Until she repeatedly said “And I was like…” “And he was like…”

The ugly – I must be getting old

 

Several months ago, I sat in the reception area at the corporate headquarters of an international company. I arrived early for a scheduled meeting, had checked in with the receptionist, and was instructed to sit and wait until the person with whom I was to meet was ready for me.

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