Chapter 3: Do NOT start as you mean to go on
Or, put down your Viva la Chicken and learn the real truth
At college, what feels like about fifty years ago, but was more accurately half that, I was having lunch in the dining hall, which those who attend more recently probably say looks a bit like Hogwarts.
A friend of a friend, I believe her name was Kathleen, dropped by to give an update on how her paper, due that day, was coming.
“The assignment’s for 10 pages. I’m shooting for seven,” she said.
I was stunned. In my memory, she’s holding a lightweight laptop, which is impossible, given that laptops at that point in time weighed nearly as much as I did. What was possible was that this girl was cruising through college, and later graduated, not following an assignment to the letter.
If I’d taken this moment in, rather than inwardly rolling my eyes at her incredible gall as I shoveled in Viva La Chicken , or whatever other bizarre confection the cafeteria had provided that day, I might have noticed she’d just given me the key to writing success, decades before I found it on my own.
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