Aptitude Adjustment
5th Sep 2005, 16:32 GMT
Back before I became the legendary Cohen of Claims for a major insurance company, I was the lowly mail boy. Part of my job was to pick up mail from the corner office of the branch manager, an avuncular chap with a tirelessly inoffensive manner that, in his day, had made him a legendary salesman. One day he told me that he knew I would succeed splendidly in the insurance biz -- not because I was industrious or smart or had a bent for property damage claims but because, as he put it, Jews did well in business. As if in response, I showed him how wrong he was. I got fired two years later.