Honest to Pete, that man is going to kill me yet!!
"Crazy Mario" is the man (lawyer) I worked for for twelve years, and who lives in Scottsdale, AZ. He's the one Jim took AZ-D to meet, about a year ago. (I think that I may have posted pictures, but can't remember.)
ANYWAY, I loved him to death, and he was essentially very good to me, but he drove me NUTS! For twelve freaking years... He's Catholic, but a few years ago he divorced his wife of a gazillion years, with whom he had five living daughters (lost several through miscarriages), and married himself a new one.
He was very successful, and has always lived "the good life". When I was still working for him, he said that I was like another wife, and when I finally left the law firm to raise babies, my friend Liliane (the one down in Florida) took over my job. Now he calls both of us his two exes...
So a couple of weeks ago, he called me out of the blue to say that, of course, his 401K is in the dumper (I said "join the club"), but how he's going to make a second fortune by selling these blankedy-blank vitamins. Without going into all of it, it's essentially one of those pyramid schemes where he brings "me" into the business, and then I pester everyone I know to join, etc., etc.
Well, I'm not gonna do it!! I yelled at him (like an ex), and told him to go away, and leave me alone. So then he called Liliane, and she also told him to bug off. Naturally, he just laughed at us, and (as usual) ignored our feelings and opinions!! (Brings back memories...)
Instead of going away like all nice former bosses ought to, he's been sending Liliane and me videos of the darned product, and he JUST CALLED ME AGAIN from Arizona to find out if I was going to jump into this little venture that's going to make me rich. I told him "NOOOOOO!!! I am NOT interested in selling vitamins to my neighbors at this stage in my life!! This is NOT one of my life goals."
He laughed...
"Okay, but you'll BUY some vitamins, right???"
"Oh, for the love of... GO AWAY!!"
Laughter. "I'll send you the videos on BUYING the vitamins. Okay??"
"Oh for the ... OKAY, OKAY!!"
"Tell Liliane that she ought to be selling these down there in Florida to all the old folks. She doesn't have anything else to do..."
"I am NOT getting into the middle of this with you and Liliane! YOU call her if you want her to sell your wretched vitamins."
Laughter. "Okay, baby! Love you, honey... Bye."
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Anybody here want to buy any %%@!!@*** vitamins..............???
-- Edited by Moore ideas at 13:23, 2009-03-10
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Oh geez. I HATE those things, just hate them, the pyramid schemes, that is. Seems like every time there's a downturn in the economy, more of them pop out of nowhere and plague the rest of us.
I am SO proud of you, Moore. Do NOT succumb to that crap!
Do you remember the NuSkin scam from the early 90's? Bill Bixby was the spokesperson. We had a friend who tried her best to get us involved then. Thank goodness we held fast. There was another vitamin thing before that one too, same deal. It's always something.
This crazy old boss is a pain in the butt. There are other ways to make a few bucks without tormenting your friends and family. Gah.
I do have caller ID, but I don't hate the guy! I worked for him for twelve years, and he was really pretty good to me. For the most part. He's just being a pest (as is his nature, and I'm used to it), but I think I've made it clear to him now that I'm not interested.
It was mostly just meant to be a funny story, even though he HAD begun to get on my nerves a bit. LOL! I've come to terms with the fact that "Crazy Mario" and I will probably be connected for life because, as I mentioned, I'm almost like an ex wife. I watched his five daughters grow up, knew his first wife, etc, his friends, and of course his clients and law partners.
Oh, the crazy stories I could tell.
He's Puerto Rican, and his primary client was the Puerto Rico Maritime Shipping Authority (which he helped create). When his Puerto Rican clients would come to town, they apparently wanted to party more than they wanted to work. I'd arrive at the office at 9:00 a.m., fix myself a mug of coffee, and then begin fixing Crazy Mario and his clients their Bloody Marys. That's how my day started... Fortunately, they'd then go off to lunch for four hours (or more), so I didn't have to play bartender after that.
Sometimes, when he was under pressure (usually during phone calls), he'd come running out of his office for some document, but would momentarily forget the specifics (or the English word) to properly describe what he wanted. He rush over to my desk, waving his hands, saying, "Give me the...the thing. The thing... Give me the thing!!"
Sadly, somewhat like old married couples, I always knew what he meant...
Jim used to just roll his eyes, and still does...
-- Edited by Moore ideas on Sunday 15th of March 2009 01:55:52 PM
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