Not the money, Thomas insists. In fact, it is about the money. He is unhappy that so many of his dollars will come in the form of deferred payments. Now he should live up to what he pledged. Sadly, the notion of honoring a contract has gone out of style.
Happiness is a very small desk and a very large wastebasket.
Comes now the month of the marvelous lunacy. You know the routine. Bench scrubs will kneel in supplication, hands and fingers interlocked in prayerful beseechment, trying to will time to run faster, or slower . . . That it ends.