She was straightforward and told me I had “zero charisma.” She didn’t mince words. She insisted—with venomous emphasis—that I was boring and had nothing of value to offer. She compared me to a dead mime and because she refused to explain the analogy, I had no rebuttal. She pulled no punches, my Lois. Really gaveContinue reading “The Total Package”
Crumbling Asphalt 