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Civilized Living

I've always been a pro­po­nent of civ­i­lized liv­ing (and I think we are all agreed that cheese is the bedrock upon which civ­i­liza­tion is con­struct­ed) and today, after an unex­treme­ly unciv­i­lized wait at the post office to turn over things that already had postage on them but weighed more than a pound and were only going to two sep­a­rate address­es but were in six sep­a­rate pack­ages (why can't the intern ever grasp the dif­fer­ence between inter­na­tion­al and domes­tic mail? why?), I real­ized I need­ed a good dose of civ­i­lized liv­ing. So I went to lunch at Metro­pole and had a nice sand­wich. More impor­tant­ly, I had a glass of wine with my lunch. Why are we not drink­ing wine or beer or cock­tails at lunch? Because Specialty's doesn't serve them? What has hap­pened to the hey­day of the three-mar­ti­ni lunch? Here's the thing—it real­ly took the edge off, that glass of wine. Civ­i­liza­tion is end­ing (it feels like the entire known world is hurtling towards apoc­a­lypse) and so maybe we ought to be tak­ing advan­tage of as much as the civ­i­lized world can offer us—drinks with lunch, an entire cake of Hum­boldt Fog to our­selves, the con­so­la­tions of High Life.

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Because it's not like I oper­ate heavy machin­ery at work. What's the worst that could hap­pen? I might put a semi­colon in the wrong place, or con­fuse Chica­go style with that of the AP.

As a per­son who knows the allure of the lunchtime cock­tail, I must say that there is a very fine bal­ance between the cocktail's per­ceived pos­i­tive effect on pro­duc­tiv­i­ty, and its actu­al effect on pro­duc­tiv­i­ty. For instance, dur­ing the Amer­i­can League Divi­sion Series last year, I did a lot of work from Antonio's Nut House, which is just down the road from Coop­er HQ in Palo Alto. I thought that I was dom­i­nat­ing my work, but the ter­ri­ble truth was that I just felt good. The pre­sen­ta­tion was, umm, not get­ting done.

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