Sooooooo... today I get a phone call from handsome x boss (and friend) D__, who has been offered the opportunity to open a very large mortgage company of his own. And who does he call? Yep....ME. Can I not get away from this business? I do adore him tho. Big, tall handsome all star football looking man with a mind for business...yum.
I remember the day I met him for my interview. He drove to Petaluma from the East Bay, a good hour and a half drive. We agreed to meet at a restaurant I picked, but when I got there it was closed. Since I was interviewing for a high powered sales job, I didn't want him to know that I couldn't find my cell phone, so I lied and said I had a pager.
Little did he know that the pager was me carrying a ton of quarters and stopping at pay phones to listen to my cell messages on a phone I couldn't find. I had to leave the closed restaurant and drive up the street to the nearest pay phone to see if he called. He didn't. I drove back to the restaurant parking lot, parked and got out to walk to the door and stand there like a redheaded statue, hoping some business looking man would call my name.
As I crossed the parking lot I noticed this nice BMW sedan. Suddenly out steps this tall, dark, handsome, larger than life man. I sucked wind hoping this was my new boss and next husband. He smiled and said my name - a quick how we are going to spend the next 30 years of our lives together scene played though my head in seconds....THEN.... I noticed the wedding ring. SIIIIIIIGGGGGHHHHHHH Well... one out of two ain't bad.
It was the beginning of a great friendship and a boss I admire. So now what am I doing?
Barbara would be shaking her head and saying "Ohhhhh no".
C.
PS. Grub first, then ethics.
