Word: m
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...like any growing society, has developed a caste system that embitters some in the lower orders. "I hated working there," says the ex-employee. "I was totally underutilized. My bosses were bad managers who just happened to sign on earlier than I did. There was this arrogance, like, 'I'm employee No. 117, and I'm going to be a multimillionaire, so do what...
...someone will come up to you and say this has changed my business entirely, and you can fill in the blank for what business," says eBay vice president of marketing and business development Steve Westly. "A guy came up to me at the National Auctioneers Association and said, 'I'm in the bull-semen business, and eBay's completely changed the access I have to bull semen...
...would have been made of it." Ventura is peeved that belittlers, like Gary Bauer and Geraldine Ferraro, have dubbed him a bigot. "I looked it up," Ventura says of the word. "It's someone who's intolerable [Jesse's Yogi Berraism] of any other religion but their own. I'm the opposite. I'm tolerant of all religions... I don't care if someone wants to go out there and worship the bark on a tree." The ex-wrestler growls, "Wait 'til I ever see them face to face." At 5 ft. 6 in., Bauer should hope that day doesn...
...dead." That day hasn't come yet: no one's polled his popularity publicly since October when it sank to the low 40s from a phenomenal perch near 70. But Minnesota pols think he's coming back, and his newfound reticence may have something to do with it. "I'm still myself...but I find myself not giving opinions on things that have nothing to do with government," he says...
...Subaru won't start. It won't even turn over. In a flash, Esteban is out of the car and pushing. I'm driving, and he's barking orders, which need to be translated instantaneously by T/N. I have no idea what we're doing. We stop. Esteban, sighing loudly, takes my place, and then I'm pushing. Down the road, and before long we're out of the town and into the dark fields. The road is red from the taillights and slippery and I can't get a grip, but then boom, Esteban pops the clutch...