(Or at the very least, bet against it with me on the other side of the wager so I can make some money off the deal. Any takers? Rex? Felix?)
No way I’m taking the other side of a bet against spiers, but I hope that someone does so I can watch!
Well, Felix Salmon bet John Carney that I wouldn’t last a year as NYO editor the week I got the job. The wager was “lunch somewhere nice.” It’ll be a year on February 4th. I told John he should demand Per Se. (And really, I feel like Felix should take me to lunch somewhere nice. Like Per Se!)