Our son, Alex, was finishing up his senior year of college, and he and his friends were scrambling to secure jobs. He had a good friend named Noam, who had been offered a paralegal position at a law firm in Washington, DC. He was pleased to have a job offer, but he had really wanted to work in their NY office.
When Alex came home for the weekend, he asked his dad if he knew any lawyers at the law firm in question. “Sure,” said Fred. “I went to college with a couple of the guys who are now partners. What do you need?”
Alex asked his father to contact one of the partners to see if he could get Noam’s position switched to NY, without offending the DC office.
“No problem,” Fred replied.
Alex went back to school on Monday, and was a little worried that his dad might forget all about it. That evening, he sent Fred a text, “don’t forget abt noam.”
Fred HAD forgotten all about it, but this was just the reminder he needed. He pulled out his Blackberry, and drafted a quick email to his good friend, Phil. “I am writing to ask for a favor for my son’s friend, Abt Noam. I have known Abt Noam for about three years, and he is a great kid. He has received a job offer in your DC office and would prefer to work in NY. Might you be able to help Abt out? Let’s talk tomorrow.”
Now, it is pretty important for Fred to get credit for his good deeds, so he blind-copied me on the email.
I read my screen in disbelief. “What! Who is Abt? I know the boy’s name is a bit different, but really…getting it completely wrong?”
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