I am on my soapbox again tonight
A tech tycoon in California is selling his beachfront house.
That in itself is not a big thing. Happens every day.
This house has 13,000 square feet and features 10 bedrooms, outdoor pool, patio, private beach and it looks very much like a French chateau named Versailles.
Asking price?
$108 million. Million!!!
And get this: It isn't even his primary residence! He uses it as a private vacation getaway!
The palace is right on the edge of a cliff and has amazing ocean views. I guess for a hundred mill you would expect that.
Our house is not worth anywhere near that amount, but here is the oddly weird thing to me. Our house sits on a little more than an acre. This 100 million palace with 10 bedrooms and all the outside niceties you want sits on .8 acres! Not even an acre!
And people wonder why I support a wealth tax.
Imagine how many houses or homeless shelters could be built with 100 million.
I met me today.
I was in line behind a guy at a store, about my age, my size, wearing hearing aids.
The clerk asked him if he had rewards with the store. He replied he did and gave his phone number, as requested.
That number was not in the system.
Gave another phone number.
Not in the system.
Finally, on the fourth or fifth try there was success.
When he paid the bill, he asked the clerk if the $7 price was correct because the sign said $2.
She assured him that the price was right because it was in the system.
Then he hemmed and hawed about buying the 2 items.
Finally he said he would buy them, but was going to go back to the display and see the price.
A couple of minutes later he came back and said she was right, he read the wrong sign.
I can't tell you how many times that same scenario has played out with me as that customer.
It's thundering and lightning. We have a 100 % chance of rain tonight.
We shall see.
Meanwhile, I may put a bid in on the place in California. I would not mind having a vacation house.
Peace and Love
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