As folks who know me know, I work from home. “From home” often means “not from home, from someplace else which has wifi connectivity.” One of those places is McDonald’s. I was working in the McD’s on 44th near Clyde Park, doing my thing, whatever, when this ostentatiously well dressed guy sporting a couple gold rings approached me and said, “Hey, you make money on that thing?” I said yes, I sure did. He was thrown off his stride by that statement. When he un-confused himself, he launched into a brief spiel about this business thingy that he was involved in and recruiting for, and which he wanted me to know was not a pyramid scheme.
I nodded and smiled; after a few minutes he gave me a card with his name and a website and a guest password I could use to get in and look around. I haven’t gotten around to it yet. I think I still have the card. You know, just in case I want to make money with my computer doing some kind of business which is described only in very vague terms but is not a pyramid scheme.
OK. Back to making money.