rackmup
08-03-2002, 09:07 AM
As some of you know, I have had a little streak of bad luck going for the past month in my personal life. Well, the other day, while playing nineball with the ghost, this guy walks up to my table and asks if he can "bang 'em around" with me for a little while. I reply "Sure...the ghost isn't much competition anyway." He laughs and racks the balls.
As we play, he tells me he is in town to see his daughter, a former model and now CEO of some company he owns. He asks if I have any kids and the conversation turns to my personal life. I tell him of my impending divorce, employment woes, etc.
About that time, his daughter walks in. She walks up to her dad and gives him a big hug. Let me tell you...she was beautiful! I immediately notice there is no ring on her finger. "Man...I want a woman like that!" I think to myself.
Her dad introduces her to me and says we are going to play a few more games. She quietly sits at the rail and watches. We had the opportunity to chat for awhile, during which time I discover she has no boyfriend. Get this...she asks if I would like to get together for a drink or dinner sometime! I couldn't believe it!
I had to be honest with her...I told her I was in the middle of a divorce and that it might not be morally right to go out on a date. She suggested I look at it as "just two friends from the pool hall having a bite to eat." Makes sense to me!
After her dad and I play for an hour, he asks what I do for a living. I explain "sales" and he tells me he has a sales manager position open and would like to talk to me about it. It involves commercial property management and meeting different clients at his various properties and selling them on the services his company offers. I reluctantly explain that I don't own a fancy vehicle to drive clients around in as I am losing the new 2002 Explorer in the divorce and keeping the 1995 Ford Ranger. He says "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to put you in an embarrassing situation. We would provide you with a take-home company vehicle, a Lincoln."
I cannot believe my luck...A great looking woman asking ME out for dinner and her dad offering me an opportunity at a new career!
It was at that moment that I felt something wet on my forehead...things became clearer to me as the bartender stood over me with a wet towel applied to the big bump on my head. He asked..."Man! Are you okay? You've been out like a light for 15 minutes!" Apparently, I had been hit in the head with a cueball by someone practicing jump shots on the next table.
No girl. No job. No Lincoln.
I hate pool.
Regards,
Ken (if an imagination were money, I would be the next Donald Trump)
As we play, he tells me he is in town to see his daughter, a former model and now CEO of some company he owns. He asks if I have any kids and the conversation turns to my personal life. I tell him of my impending divorce, employment woes, etc.
About that time, his daughter walks in. She walks up to her dad and gives him a big hug. Let me tell you...she was beautiful! I immediately notice there is no ring on her finger. "Man...I want a woman like that!" I think to myself.
Her dad introduces her to me and says we are going to play a few more games. She quietly sits at the rail and watches. We had the opportunity to chat for awhile, during which time I discover she has no boyfriend. Get this...she asks if I would like to get together for a drink or dinner sometime! I couldn't believe it!
I had to be honest with her...I told her I was in the middle of a divorce and that it might not be morally right to go out on a date. She suggested I look at it as "just two friends from the pool hall having a bite to eat." Makes sense to me!
After her dad and I play for an hour, he asks what I do for a living. I explain "sales" and he tells me he has a sales manager position open and would like to talk to me about it. It involves commercial property management and meeting different clients at his various properties and selling them on the services his company offers. I reluctantly explain that I don't own a fancy vehicle to drive clients around in as I am losing the new 2002 Explorer in the divorce and keeping the 1995 Ford Ranger. He says "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to put you in an embarrassing situation. We would provide you with a take-home company vehicle, a Lincoln."
I cannot believe my luck...A great looking woman asking ME out for dinner and her dad offering me an opportunity at a new career!
It was at that moment that I felt something wet on my forehead...things became clearer to me as the bartender stood over me with a wet towel applied to the big bump on my head. He asked..."Man! Are you okay? You've been out like a light for 15 minutes!" Apparently, I had been hit in the head with a cueball by someone practicing jump shots on the next table.
No girl. No job. No Lincoln.
I hate pool.
Regards,
Ken (if an imagination were money, I would be the next Donald Trump)