My first real job

In my first real job, I learned that good ideas (or maybe not so good ideas) need communication and understanding of other people’s perspectives.

Springtime a la Carte (by O Henry)

Spring was taking its time to arrive in the city, and with no letter from her fiance in weeks, Sarah’s quite wilted. “In a faint, golden glow from her dandeleonine dream, she fingered the typewriter keys absently for a little while, with her mind and heart in the meadow lane with her young farmer.”

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