And so the ghost fades away.
It was not a great experience this time around: it seems like The Man and I kept missing what the other was saying. I don’t know if the problem was that he was insufficiently clear or that I didn’t listen well, but we never got into a good working groove.
This is too bad for a coupla’ reasons: I like The Man and feel bad that I wasn’t as much help this time around as last. It also feels as if I failed to live up to my professional obligation to give him my best. Finally, I worry that the disappointment this time around might lead him to find another ghost the next time. Given the parlous state of my finances, losing work is a Grade-A bummer.
Eh, maybe it will work out—but you know me: I doubt it.
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