By Steve Outing
I have a feeling that this week may be an unproductive one at a lot of companies. Why? Harry Potter, of course.
I stopped in the camera store today to pick up something, and the sales clerk complained about being sleepy. He stayed up really, really late to read Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, he said, and plans to do so again tonight. (Saturday was the first day you could buy the book.)
His rush is to get to the end before someone blurts out the ending to him, or he hears or reads about it in the media or online. Ergo, late nights ahead.
Not surprisingly, this guy said he does not have kids. You don’t have to be a kid to enjoy reading about Harry — and I’m not ashamed to admit that I’m as addicted as are my daughters.