Murphy’s Law
Every Friday, I found myself and Lee Pardue in the company car making sales calls to our more productive agents. I was employed by an insurance company based in Burlington, N.C. at the time. Lee was my underwriting manager. Since I was new to the company, these trips were a good way of meeting our agents.
One Friday we were traveling to several towns high up in the Blue Ridge Mountain...
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