Summer Day at the Pool

Our neighborhood has a really nice pool that we enjoy going to sometimes. We are endlessly amused by the precocious kids in our neighborhood that swim there who are more technologically aware than I was in college. The other day we heard one seven year old say to another “Hey Williams… (Note: you could also insert any appropriate name here like “Cooper” “Connor” “Reilly” “Wiley” “Coyote”), why didn’t you answer your cell yesterday?!, I must have tried you ten times!” I imagined the conversation continuing as I dosed off in my chaise lounge, “how am I supposed to represent your interests in the tree house transaction? You know that Smalls is getting cold feet about the deal.”

I will point out here that I got my first “cell” when I was 23. Maybe these kids could give me some advice about diversifying my portfolio.