Dec 25, 2020
4 min read
A Christmas Carol With More Ghosts And Less Learning
Your past is a real buzzkill.
At the stroke of midnight on Christmas Eve, as snow fell outside my window and I contemplated how I couldn’t possibly improve as a human being, the Ghost of My Former Assistant, I Think His Name Was Jacob, visited me.
He warned me I’d be visited by other spirits. I said, “I hope one of them is Jose…
