I have had an interesting night to say the least. It is the day before my 19th birthday and I was taking my dear Uncle Jerry down for a lovely dinner at the Palm Beach Par Three, which is a haven for all sorts of interesting characters. After the fantastic meal Daisy-Mae, just out of the blue, refused to start! Evidently, her battery was completely flat and I was in the unfortunate position of having a dead phone. Luckily, I was able to use the restaurant's phone to call my Dad and in the meantime the two of us were left to have a lovely walk on the beach.
When we came back, there was Dad standing by a portly old gentleman by the name of Lawrence. He was attended by a significantly younger Cuban secretary (of sorts) named Annabel. She supplied a charge to the car's battery via a remote battery pack. This is where it gets exciting! From what I could gather, Lawrence is something of a tycoon. He purchased two paintings and a statue on Monday and donated them to the local art museum, bought a brand new Bentley saloon (finished in silver with a cream interior) yesterday, and wanted to buy my own Daisy-Mae today!
While I had the feeling that I could name any blasted price on earth, I figured I would be honest and tell him the break-even amount. I went for a drive around the block with him and his secretary (where Daisy died again), and had a good bit of fun with this odd duck of a man. I would be lying if I said that I wasn't out of my nerves but I had fun regardless. I now have an appointment with him this Saturday at his complex to chat about both my future and that of Daisy-Mae. It was difficult to ascertain, but I believe he saw something in me of value, that he could guide me somehow.
This means that I now have a dead battery and a live tycoon on my hands. Lovely!
When we came back, there was Dad standing by a portly old gentleman by the name of Lawrence. He was attended by a significantly younger Cuban secretary (of sorts) named Annabel. She supplied a charge to the car's battery via a remote battery pack. This is where it gets exciting! From what I could gather, Lawrence is something of a tycoon. He purchased two paintings and a statue on Monday and donated them to the local art museum, bought a brand new Bentley saloon (finished in silver with a cream interior) yesterday, and wanted to buy my own Daisy-Mae today!
While I had the feeling that I could name any blasted price on earth, I figured I would be honest and tell him the break-even amount. I went for a drive around the block with him and his secretary (where Daisy died again), and had a good bit of fun with this odd duck of a man. I would be lying if I said that I wasn't out of my nerves but I had fun regardless. I now have an appointment with him this Saturday at his complex to chat about both my future and that of Daisy-Mae. It was difficult to ascertain, but I believe he saw something in me of value, that he could guide me somehow.
This means that I now have a dead battery and a live tycoon on my hands. Lovely!
All I will say regarding this particular episode is that LIFE unfolds as a series of "TESTS OF FAITH." Much like you being fresh from your graduation from high school...with its teachings, quizzes & tests...your grades might have been important, but the true value of your experience is your ability to assemble the information into a foundation that serves to provide sound judgement decisions.
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