It was a pretty nice today so I decided to do my work on the golf course. I had gotten a call from a guy who is part of the planning for our 25th H.S. reunion, so I called him back and he arranged for a couple of other guys to meet me at my club.
I was cool in H.S. and people never get over that. I was on the hockey team, which was the glamour sport back then. Because of that the teachers let me slide on homework and the girls let me slide my hands across their chests. It worked for me. All of these guys wanted to be like me and the few friends I hung around with, and they still do.
So, even though I haven't seen any of these guys for five or ten years I had them out to the club. I paid for a round of golf and a few rounds of drinks. I showed them how to flirt with the bartender, who is hot, and again they were jealous.
By the time I was driving home to my happy house I had dropped about $500 on them, but made about $12,000 on deals, loans and referrals, with more to come. I've got that aura, you know, people want to be around me. I pay for the drinks, they pay for my life. It works for me.
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