Getting the Job Done

Getting the Job Done Miguel brushed the rain off his face with his hand and then reached back into his canvas shoulder bag. He pulled out a rolled-up newspaper and then changed his mind. “I’ll wait until the last minute,” he said to himself. “The rain is going to soak this paper, and then I’m going to get complaints, and then I’ll have to come back here tonight with new papers. To do that, I’ll have to go out and buy newspapers myself. And on and on,” he thought. He pedaled his bicycle faster. On top of it all, it was starting to get dark. He really had to get home—and soon. “I have got to get this job done!” he said for the tenth time. Miguel was approaching the Jenkins’ house. He reached back into his shoulder bag and grabbed the newspaper again. As he stretched his arm back, getting ready to give the paper a well-practiced toss to the Jenkins’ front porch, he felt a tug on his left pants leg. © Advanced Assessment Systems/LinkIt!™ Passage provided under license from Use and duplication is restricted to licensees only.

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