reading about sales
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2003.08.25
So now I'm reading a 'sales' book. It's kinda creepy, but reasonably sane. What a departure from my 'cave techie' years this all is.
I passed that squirrel again. Still there, much to my surprise. It's looking decidedly like it could be chock full o' maggots, though - somewhat mis-shapen.