
Nothing but Fine Print
In 1993, a five-dollar-an-hour office-supply clerk walks out at Chicago Stadium during a Bulls game and swishes a three-quarter-court shot for a million dollars. Then the insurance company starts asking about his college basketball career. Maggie walks Joel, who can't hit a trash can from his desk, through a contest insurer named after the wrong sport, a waiver that showed up after the swish, and why every half-court promotion is really two contracts.
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