There’s a guy I met a few years ago who, it turned out, had worked with some people I’ve done business with in the past. We shared a few war stories and have since had lunch together on a few occasions. Last month he called me with a business proposition and invited me over to see his new place and the ongoing projects there. After putting him off for as long as could be considered polite, I called him last week and we met at his house.
After the normal bullshit and small talk he told me his plans had changed and we wouldn’t be working together. I told him I didn’t care one way or another and it was good to, at least, see the new place. Then, after seeing some of the improvements and hearing about his current and future projects, he said: “What did you think of the Mueller report? I have a feeling you might see it differently than me.”
Actually, that turn in our conversation took me by surprise. Or, rather, perhaps I was merely surprised I didn’t see it coming. In truth, I had hoped to avoid politics. Yet, as soon as he asked me the question, I knew he was libtarded. In retrospect, I think I always knew. And, from the first moment I saw him standing in the doorway that day, I could tell he was agitated. Of course he was all smiles and laughter right up until he broached the Mueller report, I could see beneath his salesman’s shtick, that his eyes were angry. It could have been from anything. But just then it became obvious.
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