During a recent workday, a copy of the Reno Memo came to my inbox.
Now I’ll admit: I totally LOVE me some Reno Memo. I read it religiously, and I even frequently LOL — even though my personal online LOLing is typically reserved for watching cats-gone-wild videos on YouTube.
But enough about me and my sad, sad future wearing oversized, pilled-up sweaters and wrangling 30 cats in a tiny apartment. (Nope, no insecurities here. Nothing to see. Move along.)