Dear Reader, If things had gone as they were supposed to, I would’ve warned you today that next week’s newsletter might come in late, or not at all. Or that it could arrive with all the verve and blistering positivity of the Happy Bonus Edition I’d sent last month. You see, the plan was that my laptop and I would be plonked on a beach in Vishakapatnam next Tuesday evening, where I was supposed to, first of all, cover some cricket, and, more importantly, reinforce the awesomeness of my job on social media.
I must tell you - I'm not getting beach time
I must tell you - I'm not getting beach time
I must tell you - I'm not getting beach time
Dear Reader, If things had gone as they were supposed to, I would’ve warned you today that next week’s newsletter might come in late, or not at all. Or that it could arrive with all the verve and blistering positivity of the Happy Bonus Edition I’d sent last month. You see, the plan was that my laptop and I would be plonked on a beach in Vishakapatnam next Tuesday evening, where I was supposed to, first of all, cover some cricket, and, more importantly, reinforce the awesomeness of my job on social media.