What wins I can get
Been working for and with startups since I was in my late teens. Some of them became huge entities, others pretty big deals. Most, however, fizzled out with little-to-nothing to show for themselves.
Many of them paid me in stock options or some form of equities. You see, I remember reading about Robert X. Cringley as a kid and was determined not to make the same mistake he did – passing up the opportunity to be on the ground floor of a major world player.
Although, I kinda did that when I turned down being an early employee of Cnet to go to law school. But that’s neither here nor there.
In any case, a legal client of mine just got acquired by a public entity which means that I actually have stock in a company that’s worth something. It’s nothing huge, at all.
Still, it’s something new and a win. I’ll take any weekday wins I can get.
Her: What does this mean?
Me: It means that I can get that monthly Metrocard I’ve been saving up for.
Speaking of lawyers, been talking to a whole slew of them lately, for a variety of reasons.
Him: Nope, he’s still a republican, despite everything. He’s been one for 30 years, he’s not changing now.
Me: Do you know what the definition of “stubborn” is?
Him: I think so?
Me: It’s, “Not changing course despite good arguments or reasons to do so.” That’s the difference between [your client] and us [lawyers]. We don’t waste our time on a losing issue.
Him: (joking) Unless they pay full-freight, which he kinda does. And all lawyers are grey. That’s why people hate us.
Me: (nodding) I’m nuthin if not the grey man. Speaking of hate, did you ever watch The Jeffersons when you were a kid?
Him: I know of it, never really watched it, though.
Me: There was an episode called Sorry, Wrong Meeting. George is at a meeting fulla white racists and one of them gets a heart attack. George hates them but decides he can’t let the guy die so he gives the guy CPR and saves his life. When the guy comes to and realizes that it was a black person that saved his life, he tells his son: “You should have let me die.” Whenever I hear the word ‘stubborn,’ I think of that. They’ll die before they just let their petty nonsense go and have a peaceful life. Your client’s no different from the farmers going bankrupt but continuing to vote for Trump.
Him: Thank god for that! We’d starve if not for people like them. (laughing) You know, the animal most closely associated with stubbornness is an ass?
Me: (nodding) Maybe that’s why they sit where they sit and we sit where we sit.
Was planning to surprise Gradgirl this past weekend in Paris when I realized neither of us are the people we once were, which is probably a good thing, all things considered.
Need to listen to that voice in my head more often.
Location: home, asking her how the boy did today
Mood: ambitious
Music: I’m sorry that I couldn’t get to you
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6 replies on “Sorry, Wrong Meeting”
I thought you were done with Gradgirl
That’s actually part of the reason that I don’t generally sleep with the women I date; I don’t think one can really be friends with someone after that, which I why I’m still friends with a lot of the women I’ve dated but not with anyone I’ve had a very serious relationship with.
On the other hand, so much time has passed where I wasn’t on my best behaviour with her that I don’t think she wants me back in her life, which I get. That’s why I cancelled the trip to Paris. It was just a fantasy in my head.
From everything you wrote Gradgirl was just one of those people you were never serious about. Why go all the way to Paris?There are plenty of women in NYC.
I can see how you’d see that. In my head, she was different. It’s one of my thousand regrets that I didn’t let her know.
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