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Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Cold Morning Coffee

Sorry I didn't write yesterday. Between yard work and my business and this and that my life is, at the moment, hectic. As it stands today seems like a repeat. I feel like an old dog in the endless chase of its tail.

Our weather has turned cold. My old floppy and worn thermometer reads thirty degrees. Wind chill is down there a ways....

Please forgive me if I've failed to leave a comment at your blogs. Trust me, I read. I just haven't the time, of yet, to finish my rounds. So many good blogs and me with only twenty four hours in a day.

Today I poured my first morning cup of coffee just after I unlocked the shops door. Placed it on my desk and when I returned the cup and liquid inside were slap-assed cold. Tried again. Distraction took place. Customers like to talk. Went in search of my second cup. Cold. I sat and drank the third. I'm mean without caffeine.

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Had a silver expert come into the shop yesterday. I know he was a silver expert because he told me. Said he was now to be considered the guru of all things shiny and silver and the 'go to' guy for advice on investments in the slick and wonderful metal. I asked how he gained such a formidable education as I knew him as a real estate salesman.

He puffed his chest and said he'd taken a three week crash course on silver and silver investments and did I have any questions as he was standing by to give his wondrous advice. I replied, "No, I've piddled with silver for over thirty years, kinda hit and miss, but thanks."

"Well," He said, "I'm an expert."

I reached into my pocket, easy and casual like, and took out a coin, placed it in his hand, and asked, "Think this is worth collecting?"

With barely a second glance he said, "Nah, these old silver rounds aren't worth much."  I smiled, took back my 1880 Morgan dollar and told him to have a great day.

It wasn't worth it....

Stephen

 


11 comments:

  1. Maybe your silver expert will sell me some of his stash if it's not worth much.

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    1. Told me he make a purchase of five silver eagles a week. He's a big timer.

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  2. If we all had a Morgan dollar for every "expert" opinion we've been offered, we could all retire as wealthy fellows.

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  3. Heh. A three week crash course huh? Bet you are relieved you now have an expert nearby.

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    1. I shall consult with him before I make another purchase. He's so full of himself it isn't funny.

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  4. The world is full of pompous buffoons. I worked for one for twenty years.

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    1. I remember. I deal with 'em everyday.

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  5. dear sweet one - with such a celebrated silver expert nearby, i can now stop worrying about you. *sigh* what a relief! i can now sleep at night knowing that if you ever have any questions about silver, and what it is good for, and what kind to buy....oh and maybe even sell...well, you now have a new friend that you can ask. i see many good night's sleep in my future!

    *pukes a little but jambaloney didn't notice so it doesn't count*

    dear one - my mother, bless her soul for thinking that everyone in the world wanted to help everyone else, had a saying:

    "it takes all kinds to make a world. it takes all kinds."

    yep, i guess it does. i just wish it didn't take idiots. i hate 'em, buddy. you should have shot him in the forehead. but i know, THAT kind of thing getting out is NOT good for business.

    i'm shaking my head with you. your friend,
    kymber

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    1. kymber, sweet lady, I deal with so-called experts every day of my life. I just nod, and smile, and move on.

      Thanks, my lovely friend.

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