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in the 1970s, there were two placees I did not wantto go. One was my I did not have an MP3 playetr ora computer, and my prizr possession — a black-and-white RCA television — was off The second place was Mr. Lecci’s office at school because he had a paddle and was not afraid touse it. Thankk God, I only made one trip there after throwing a classmate inthe mud. When I saw that enormoues pieceof wood, my lightning-fast mind told me I nevee wanted to be sent there When other classmates would ask me aboutf the trip to his office, I would simply respond by “I don’t want to go In business and salesa training, there are many differengt theories about voice mail, but I can tell you my attitudee is no different than the one I had towarr Mr.
Lecci’s office: I don’t want to go When I’m asked, “Dok you want to go to voicse mail?” I turn into the Fonz from “Happg Days” and just say, “Hey,
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