Booth Or Tablet

If I was in the mood to mentor, I'd pick a booth.

Huh?

Like say you called me up.

How the heck they get this number?

I don't answer.

I don't see it.

You leave voicemail.

I get to it eventually.

We set up a lunch.

I pick a booth.

That's where I like to mentor.

A booth.

Tables aren't it.

I'm a booth guy.

Can't mentor at a table.

Or a tablet.

📱

Maybe you can.

Of course, I don't mentor.

I'm retired.

Ohhh, that's why.

I don't like that word.

So let's call me secluded.

I'm secluded.

Where was I?

Oh, yes, mentorsheet.

When I did, I notice looking back that they were all in booths.

Mostly in booths.

Might have been a table once or twice.

I'm not a guy who stands up and talks to a crowd and owns the room.

I don't do that.

I'm a guy who booths.

I can own a booth.

Or used to.

A guy who owned booths.

Booth owner.

I think they call it introverted.

But I'm just outroverted.

🍽

So, why am I sitting here?

Did you order apps?

Where's my two coke zeros?

You put anything in this?

Smells funny.

Get a pitcher of zero.

Work on that.

I gotta use the can.

This man walking around here like he's Ray Kroc.