My Boss' Boss

Peter, my boss’ boss, was a true hippy.  He always wore jeans a collared shirt left over from the 70’s and had long hair.  He was a really great salesperson because he was laid back, made the pitch, but never forced it or was like a used car salesman.

My favorite days were his meeting days.  Peter had ADD for sure.  He rambled on and on, never made a point and expected you to understand what he meant very clearly.  In my head, I counted the amount of times he said the work “OK”.  I think I was up to 100 one day.  That was really the only way I could pay attention to him because his line of thinking was so cluttered.  I’m sure he dropped way too much acid back in the day and probably still partakes in some toking.  These meeting days were quite comical and I used to have to stifle the laughter that brewed inside of me, especially when he was saying one thing then launched into another topic without finishing his thought.  During the meetings, Peter never sat.  He paced back and forth, back and forth running his hands through his hair while he tried to summon the thoughts into his head.  Totally Classic Peter. 

Peter also hated going into the store.  He never joined us for lunch and he rarely liked to go to meetings there.  He liked being behind the desk and the phone was attached to his ear about 98% of the time.  He worked hard and late into the night, but he was never on time in the morning. 

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