Last week I met a "wealth manager" after a conference over in Birmingham, Michigan (cool place). Out in the lobby after the conference, he sat down next to me and another guy and started chatting about the conference, what we all do for a living, if we had any kids, etc. I mentioned I have three precious kiddos at home, at which point he said "hey, let me show you a picture of my kids."
Ok, I'm thinking.. he's a proud dad. That's great. I should probably carry around pictures of my kids in my wallet, or in something less nerdy than on my cell phone (does that make me a bad dad?).
He begins to flip through a three ringer binder, pointing to pictures of celebrities and "important looking" people (presumably some of his clients) and finally gets to a picture of his teenage children. Then he tells us that he put $32,000 into a fund that he manages and that it's appreciated to some astronomical figure over the last three months, 500% growth or something like that. I'm being pitched.
Anyone who can start with "let me show you a picture of my kids" and ends with "results like this, of course, are not guaranteed, but I mange [name drop] and [name drop] and blah blah blah options, and blah blah blah futures, and here's my card if you're interested in blah blah" is too slick for me.
Tonight I went to see
We sit in pretty much the same booth every time, right by the window. So we're sitting there eating.. and I glance out the window to see an elderly couple at an outside table. How sweet.. they must be in their 80s. It looks like he's telling her she has something in her teeth.. they're pointing.. she can't quite get it... AND THEN SHE TAKES HER TEETH OUT AND STARTS POLISHING THEM WITH HER NAPKIN!