Why on earth did I keep all those business cards?
After 13 years, all that networking stacks up. Literally.
I found my stash of business cards this week, and it’s bigger than I remembered.
Cleaning out my desk at the Statesman is a sizable task. I’ve had a cubicle of some kind since the year Gerald Ford died.
For the past 13 years, I’ve been a food writer/reporter/columnist, where a big part of my job was meeting and connecting with people.