I just discovered that my old boss is rich. We lost track of each other when I quit my company to go get married and handle my business with my son. But I can still remember a conversation we had one evening in a hotel lobby in San Francisco about our prospects in the industry. I can't believe that it has been 14 years and I haven't heard anything about him.
It turns out that he's a partner in a private equity firm - the same firm that bought out our old company - the same old company whose options I used to buy a Happy Meal. I think I'm cursed. And this isn't a run of the mill firm either. They're big. Argh. It's killing me. You know what else is killing me? I know a few of the other guys there too.
Oh man. Unless and until he returns my call, I'm going to walk around with my skull on fire.
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