Work: Office interruptus
From the February 2016 issue of The Rotarian
Two decades ago, I got into a terrible fight with my best friend, a guy I’ll call Craig. The proximate cause was a diatribe Craig directed at me during a meeting of our newspaper staff.
His attack was not unprovoked. I felt the meeting was running long and began to grumble about it. But the harsh tone of his response was completely out of character. Craig was not only a gentle guy. He was also my editor and mentor. For years, we had worked late on stories, then snuck off to play cards together. I couldn’t fathom why he was humiliating me in such a…
