It is the night after the soiree, and I am trying to get some lunch while conducting business that never seemed to stop. One load I was working was a super load from Texas to Wyoming. Finding the right truck to pull it off for under twenty thousand dollars, to please the client was going to be challenging.
The Patio Café had excellent food that was above average. I was impressed by not only the food but, the appearance on the plate was its own form of art. While sitting in the café it seemed there were some of those famous people in the dining room. I did not really know who they were, but the conversations were only ones you would here by people in the business.
While viewing the pool there was a musician escorted by two beautiful ladies, I recognized him as he stopped to look at me in the glass for a second. The look on his face was did he recognize me. I was so busy at the time; I did not even think about running out to tell him I loved his music.
It was nice to be in such a place where these folks come for refuge from the public. To be cool about it in their presence, is the only way to carry oneself in this situation.
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