In the spring of 1998, I was six months into my first job out of college—a mutual fund and insurance salesman for MetLife. The people were kind, and my boss was supportive, but it was a terrible fit for a 22-year-old fresh out of school. Nobody wants...
Sorry for the obnoxious title. Sometimes, these things just write themselves.
You would think that a company involved in sports betting would be doing well, considering it seems I can't escape the barrage of advertising for sports betting apps I...