A day in the life.
“Davo!”
“Robbo!”
“How’s things mate?”
“Yeah, great mate, you?”
“Yeah great, just got back from Palmy with the kids”
“Nice. Get out on the water?”
“Yeah, we had great weather.”
“How’s Jacko and kids”
“Yeah, good mate, the eldest just started at Saint Most Prestigious Scholastica’s – just like his old man”
“Ah good to keep the old place in business”
“Reminds me, I ran into Steevo the other day at the game, he’s moved to CBRE”
“Wasn’t he at JLL?”
“Yeah, apparently Craigo’s gone with him”
“They’ll be spitting”
“I worked with Craigo for 10 years over at Colliers before he went to JLL”
“Great bloke”
“Yeah, he’s a good bloke”
“His wife left him”
“Oh jeez, that’ll cost him”
“Yeah, his second boy just started at Saint Most Prestigious Scholastica’s”
“Poor Craigo. Didn’t he just sell Erectus Place?”
“Yeah got 60 mill for it”
“Yeah, that’s what I heard”
“Jonesy’ll be pissed’, he’d been working on that one for months, though he had it in the bag”
“Yeah, but with Hammo working at Investiyawn he was wasting his time”
“Yeah, that’s right Hammo is married to Craigo’s sister, it was a great wedding”
“I heard they’re going to try convert it to hotel but the DA is for Resi, my mate in planning said they were dreaming”
“Anyway, you going to Reevesies golf day next Friday?”
“Yeah, I think most of the Investasnooze boys are going”
“Great, I’ll see you there then”
“Better get a couple of practice rounds in!”
“It’s for charity mate, it’s being there that counts!”
“See ya!”
“Laters”
Golf. It is the glue that holds the glass ceiling together. Praise Be.
