Crickets
It’s summer’s last hot, humid gasp, and everybody’s on vacation. Seriously*. Everybody. The entire office is empty, but for me (ed. note: and me, the proofreader). I make coffee, manage clients, analyze metrics, write copy, restripe the parking lot, art direct, scrutinize media, build websites and order lunches for meetings (with myself). Yep. Handling the whole shebang. So where’ve they gone, all these GlynnDevins people? It’s the magic of P.T.O.
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