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The logic of the raise is ruthless and simple, I told Amy. We don’t get raises for what we’ve done: management doesn’t tip. Our raises are like higher bids. If there’s no other bidder, the auction’s over. Amy doesn’t get it. Read the rest of this entry »

After childhood, joy is never pure, but this came close, I thought. Granted, it was only business. The tacky ballroom, decked out for dinner and speeches, was stuffed with stockholders and studded with corporate brass. Read the rest of this entry »

I took my son to work today and they gave him my job. He looked so earnest in his Bullwinkle tie: regional vice-presidential, in fact, apparently. Stakeholder-inspiring, they called him, a paradigm shift in leaderliness. Read the rest of this entry »

Stepping from the long car outside his office building, he straightened the crease of his trouser leg, freeing it from the tongue of his shoe, and turned toward the private entrance. The freed leg flapped like a filling station pennant. Read the rest of this entry »

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