My notes from tonight are on the chef’s table at work.

So I’m wracking my brain to remember what was on the list. So far no luck.

This post is a note from yesterday.

I work in a very affluent community.

The word very should be in the largest font possible, bold, and italicized.

We have rich people who live and visit here.

But we have insanely wealthy folks as well. Like CEO’s of Fortune 500 companies. People who have yachts custom built. People who buy houses for millions of dollars only to tear them down and build even fancier houses.

Stupid wealth.

What’s really interesting is the number of rich people who think they are wealthy, and then you meet the super wealthy and go ohhhh, that’s cute.

The point to this is that as we progress into summer I start to get phone calls from personal assistants.

I got that first call yesterday.

It was like having an old friend call. I talked to her a 100 times last summer as I made reservations for her family, and negotiated the COVID situation. Inside. Outside. 2 people. 10 people.

By the end of the summer Kelly and I were old friends.

Yesterday she left a message and it started by saying hi it’s Kelly, I’m calling for the Smiths, Jeff I hope you are still there.

She knew it was me when I called her back.

We chatted for two minutes about the reservation she needed and 15 minutes about our winters, whether she’d get to visit this summer, how her family was, about new restaurants that are opening.

I’ve never met Kelly but seriously it was like chatting with an old friend.

We finished our call.

It was awesome.

Her family will be visiting us first in early July. I’m excited. They are so gracious and nice.

I’m especially going to enjoy them this summer because I just googled them and they are NOT conservative. They hosted a fundraiser for a democratic presidential candidate. And I found a statement on line from them about the previous president.

I love them even more.

I’m starting to look forward to the summer.