Dec 23, 2019
4 min read
Imagining The Taste of Champagne
A December Remembered Story
It’s December 31, 1988. I am the bookkeeper for a law firm with four attorneys and ten other employees. Of the staff, I am number three in seniority.
The senior partner wanted the office to close early on this New Year’s Eve Day but since sixty percent of our work is real estate closings and since everyone wants to close by the end of…
