Mr. Smith, Mr. Jones, Bin Laden, and Grandma Sophie

One of the 14 part-time jobs I had while I was in college was as a messenger for a high-powered law firm in Minneapolis, MN. It was a fun mix of fast-paced stress and excitement, running from nice office to nicer office throughout the city, jetting around in the┬ácompany car, and learning to operate the … Continue reading