So, how exactly do you separate your day-job at coporate HQ from your turns at the strip-joint? What types of mental strategies do you employ to avoid getting confused and climbing on the marketing director’s desk and slowly removing your clothes?
I’m especially amused to see that ‘going to church’ might be considered an activity that constitutes having a secret life. How low religion has sunk from the glory days – they need to get some spin doctors on the case.
> From The New York TimesPublished: 11 January 2005