Jack joined one of my companies – we did publishing software for conferences – when he was 15, basically as an intern. He was still at school and worked for us for three summers. His mother owned a coffee shop. This was before you could get Ritalin readily, so we used to use the chocolate-covered espresso beans to stay awake during long hauls. One of my co-workers got talking to her. She mentioned that her son liked working with computers, so we agreed for him to come in for an interview, then forgot about it.
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