How I Became A Renaissance Man In My Sparetime
June, 1968
A woman in a tweed pants suit came up to me at a party recently and asked, "What do you do?" I told her that I spent all my time writing magazine articles. "Man," she said, "you're really in a bag.""Sir?" I asked politely, as she started to edge away.After the same embarrassing thing happened several times that night, I confided in a friend who seemed to understand the scene. "What's wrong with me?"There are some things even a friend won't tell y...
