The Count worked as an Event Planner and a tour guide. He was not dependent on this money. These were more of a hobby. His grandmother made sure that all his "real" bills were covered. She gave him a debit card to cover his regular charges.
I walk into Broadway Grille and he is already there. I find him crying at his regular table. I figure this must be really serious, like death or something. He is a drama queen, but I've never seen him cry before. He immediately starts talking. When he talks I always feel like I just entered the theatre in the middle of the second act. I have to ask questions to get "caught up".
Thru the blubber and tears, I conclude that his father and Grandmother are threatening to take away his debit card. They want to put him on an allowance. His voice raises and he asks me,
"Can you believe that they want to put a 42 year old man on an allowance?"
I ask why they want to take his card away.
"I put over $10,000 on the card last month".
What in the world could you have spent 10k in one month?
I went on the cruise.
Does that include the price of the cruise?
No, my grandmother actually paid for the cruise. The 10 thousand was extra stuff.
Then he asked me a question: "Don't you think I have a right to be upset?"
Do you want me to be honest? OR do you want me to tell you what you want to hear?
He said, Always be honest.
You are a selfish brat. By the time someone is in their 40's they usually have to have a real job to pay their rent and their food. Most of us do not have a grandmother that will pay for all our expenses. You should be appreciative for everything you are getting.
He then tells me that I need to leave now. I agree and walk out.
And that ends the saga of the Count. Honestly I will probably never ever meet another Count in my life. It was an interesting experience. And I am glad that I have that experience.
Until Next Time - Wise OUT.
5 comments:
Rick... Spot on. Right answer. He needed to hear that. By the way, do you have his grandmothers phone number? I need a new grandmother figure in my life.
His problems are more expensive than any bank account can fix.
Good blog Rick,
-Jeff
Ricky, I am SO glad you told him that, because it is the truth. I can't believe a 42 year old man is crying because his grandma doesn't want to foot the bill anymore. WHAT a spoiled brat he is!!
great read.... i have missed reading your postings!
HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Seriously, NO ONE could write a sit-com with a plot this good!! I guess you didn't get a free dinner at "the Grille" eh? Oh well....the truth hurts they say!!
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