When I started at Forbes, the bosses put me in a big, roomy office. With two other reporters. I liked them both, but the arrangement wreaked havoc on my work. I’d be concentrating on the legal brief I was reading, just about to figure out the nut of the case, when Tom would pick up the phone and start grilling a mutual fund manager. Then Doris would breeze in, fresh from her interview at Sotheby’s, and grab one of two ringing phone lines. Sometimes when all three of us were talking to sources I thought my head was going to split open.
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