A communicorrespondent wrote me Friday that she was earning her dough:
“We have an announcement I’m getting out today … no more 401(k) match … no more floating holidays, no more incidental spending … all with the directive to write it in a way that ‘doesn’t communicate that things are falling apart.'”
I just finished earning my own dough and zipped over for a look at the Dow, which closed down 299.64 points. And I actually said, “Well thank God it didn’t drop 300.”
As my dad used to say on the way to bed after a rough day: “We’ll try ‘er again tomorrow.”
Or as Charlie Rich would say—Shewchuk, this one’s for you ….
One of the great sad songs of all time. Thanks, David.
And thank you, Ron, for introducing that song to me 10 years ago. Remember, we sat there listening to it over and over, drinking wine with tears streaming down our faces?
Ish.