How i got into the time share business part 18

First stop maui-i go into the office-yeah we know who you are , the new york italian says, you dont know shit and we are about to go play volleyball and we are closed tommorow, if you made it this far we cant teach you anything anyway. I goofed around the resort, had dinner and flew out the next day. Hilo- the on-site sales manager and the only salesman there. welcomes me grandly as we had met before. It was early lets go snorkeling he said, shouldnt i be studying i asked? you know more than i do, what am i going to teach you ? Although i have snorkled a lot before in the caribbean-this was a most memorable day, he took me to far out reefs and saw
a lot more here than anywhere, i was having color flashbacks from the fish and couldnt sleep.

Los Angeles airport. The guy i am to team up with apparently is well recommended and his name
is Dr.___. He just might discover i am not the man. He meets me, an older gentleman, stately
in a 3 piece suit, vest with gold chain fob, bald pate. He would make the perfect fit if you were to visualize the foreign minister of bolivia. He is happy i speak spanish. o.k. lets go-thats my car, i turn and see a two tone rolls royce at the pick up curb and as i touch the door handle-- HEY !!!
DONT TOUCH THE FAKNG CAR ASSHOLE OR I'LL BREAK YOUR ARM!!! this limo driver is going berserk-the cap and all -i turn and heres the doctor just standing there laughing at me.
there is a time and place for everything, and me, i am the jokester myself , cant believe the stunt
he pulled- totally out of place. It wasnt his car- his uncle soon picked us up in a station wagon.
What hotel are you staying in DR.? im staying with my uncle and we fly to tahoe tommorrow
dont spend the money mr e gave you for the hotel give it to me and stay with us-----allright
im only 25 years old right now but im not stupid- and the way he said it rang a bell for memories
from the past that i had experienced of third world country despotic and stupid people who were used to pulling the wool over the heads of the unsophisticated, and getting away with it, otherwise you wouldnt say such a thing. I told him mr e did not give me money and i would rather stay in a hotel. No we are all too tired and you will not make my uncle drive all over late
at night and we have to be back at the airport early so lets go. At the house we get a meager
last minute bad dinner, and sleep on couches. All night long his uncle is typing away click-clack-
clacck-clik-clik clitiliclack...ding. all f*****g night long. In the morning all the way to the airport
the uncle cannot over emphasize the importance of the documents...various deeds and titles and so forth for all the land he owned somewhere in mexico. It was a very large valise with everything in order and money enough for ads to sell and fees etc. please he said these are the only originals, some from the revolution. you will partake in the sale. He gingerly made sure it was all in order again as he left us at the airport. As soon as he drove away, we entered the pavillion and he took the money out and threw the valise in a garbage bin..hey what are you doing, i said..dont worry he's a stupid old man and he will never sell the land anyway.