[From article]
I believe I was asking you about your last job in the Dreaded Private Sector — as a door-to-door life insurance salesman for MetLife. I seem to recall you saying you actually had to go around every week and collect the dime or quarter premium on the few policies you were able to peddle to the naive.
After you left, I was shaking my head. You needed a nickname. Mumbles was an old “Dick Tracy” villain. Chester Gould created a lot of great characters, but somehow Mumbles fit you better than, say, Pruneface, or B.O. Plenty.
In your book, you even admit, sort of, that it’s an appropriate handle: “I talked out of the side of my mouth, mumbling decades before I was called ‘Mumbles.’”
http://www.bostonherald.com/news_opinion/columnists/howie_carr/2014/09/carr_hey_mumbles_where_are_my_props
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
By: Howie Carr
Boston Herald





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