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make my way back to the event room,
where I arrange my notecards at the
podium as the room fills with
important-looking businesspeople.
Whatever you do, try not to vomit, I tell
myself.
Some of the executives glance up at
me, but most of them stare fixedly at
their BlackBerrys. Clearly, I’m taking
them away from very pressing work.
How am I going to hold their attention
long enough for them to stop pounding
out urgent communiqués into their tiny
typewriters? I vow, right then and
there, that I will never make another
speech.
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Well, since then I’ve given plenty of
them. I haven’t completely overcome