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Tue
Dec 11 2012 10:30am

Celebrities who dun it.I’ve got this actor friend, Brian Kerwin. He’s been working in the business for over thirty years. You’ve seen him in the movies, the soaps, TV sitcoms and dramas, and, if you’ve been lucky enough, on the Broadway stage. Suffice it to say, he’s one of those real recognizable faces. And therein lies the problem.

Recently, I was watching an episode of the new CBS show, Elementary. It’s a decent update on the Sherlock Holmes character. Sherlock’s in rehab and his “sober companion” is a female Dr. Watson. Anyway, they’re on this case that requires a visit to an airplane company involved in a crash that killed some passengers. The scene took place before the first commercial break. The owner of the company was played by Brian. Bam! I had the case solved well before Sherlock. About forty minutes before Sherlock.

[Apparently you have much better skills of deduction!]

Wed
Nov 14 2012 2:00pm

After 25 years of doing this job, I’ve found that asking the right questions can make the person sitting on the other side of my desk quite uncomfortable. If I push hard enough, I can even make them wish they never walked through my door.

Take this lady, for example. She’s spent the better part of the last half hour pleading her case to me, desperately trying to get me to see her side of the story. She’s done quite a good job laying out the facts. Her facts. For my part, I’ve done just as good a job listening; I’d be out of this business if I weren’t such a good listener. When she’s done, and I ask her if there’s anything else she’d like to add, I ask my first question.   

[Interrogation time]