> > A few years ago a group of salesmen went to a regional sales convention
>in Chicago. They had assured their wives that they would be home in plenty
>of time for Friday night's dinner.
> > In their rush, with tickets and brief-cases, one of these salesmen
>inadvertently kicked over a table which held a display of baskets of
>apples. Apples flew everywhere. Without stopping or looking back, they all
>managed to reach the plane in time for their nearly missed boarding.
> > All but one. He paused, took a deep breath, got in touch with his
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