“Some of us will do our jobs well and some will not, but we will be judged by only one thing. The result.”
Albert Johnson had just moved to a small town, too far out to be a suburb, but close enough that he could make a long commute to get to his office in Omaha. He lived in a small cottage by a lake. The waterfront property, an acre and a half, cost far less than a three-bedroom ranch home closer to his office. If the gas prices didn’t eat him alive on the commute, he was going to have a lower cost of living and live in a constant vacation setting. Cool.
So he went out to his car in the morning, and “click”—nothing. He turned the key again. Same thing. Uh, oh.
Here he was, ...