Admittedly, I still harbor some deep seated guilt, it serves as a throbbing acknowledgement that I took people for granted and sold them a bill of goods in exchange for a generous bonus in concert with a salary that wasn’t too shabby at that juncture in my professional life. No, I didn’t sell drugsContinue reading “My brief career as a scam artist”
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