Monday, February 10, 2003

Get rich quick

I’m some type of bank manger or investment guy. I am meeting an important client to discuss a deal. He won’t meet me at his office or home. We meet on a patio of a cheap motel. We sit in old metal patio chairs and a metal table with an umbrella. He knows what kind of car I drive, although I know next to nothing about him. He strikes me as shady. He says he heard me on the phone saying, “that if it was my client I’d be there.” Who was I talking to? My boss? Another broker?

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