Office Politics, Nelms

Nelms Cabot was awakened by the phone beside his bed ringing. He checked the clock to find it was mid-afternoon, rolled over and answered. “To whom am I speaking?” the officious voice on the phone said. “This is Nelms, who’s this?” “Are you related to Nelson Cabot?” “That’s my name. It’s also my uncle’s name.” … Continue reading Office Politics, Nelms