The Bill Arrives
In Poland, the bill one pays at the end of a restaurant meal is called “the reckoning.” For the pleasures of life, there is always an invoice. Our deeds carry a price tag too. The guy who told me that bit about Poland is a compulsive liar and con man who did time in prison for fraud. Hypocrites, deceivers, and telemarketers with blocked numbers, be warned: the check is on the table. And no one is reaching for a wallet until you do….Welcome to The Wreckoning.