A few years ago, when I had a television show on a major American broadcast network, and I was completely convinced – despite the slow southern drift of the ratings chart, despite the total lack of buzz or interest from the media – that we weren’t just doing well, we were thriving. I saw hope in every piece of bad news; I saw opportunity in every sad look from a network executive.
I didn’t notice the small things: the snacks laid out for the production crew went from top-shelf cookies to off-brand chips. The bottled water was no longer Fiji but something from Arkansas.
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