Late for work. Again.In light of the bleak employment outlook, when Reynaldo Clarke showed up for work at the New York Times and was told the elevators were out of order, he took matters into his own hands. And feet.
After downing a Starbucks' coffee, Reynaldo scaled the side of the new building to the fifty-third floor.
"I can't be late again," he explained, punching the time clock. "I love my job." Clarke did not elaborate as to his position at the newspaper.
His fellow employees were overjoyed to see him.
"We love Rey," laughed his boss, Dolby Smith. "He takes punctuality very seriously."
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