sure. I like my women with a little
more free time on their hands.”
Although I was answering Jamie’s question, I tried hard to take a moment
and look at each of the women as I answered. One of the biggest keys to keeping
women happy was making sure they felt like you were paying attention to them.
Even very confident and successful women wanted a man to pay attention to them.
It was just part of their nature.
“Seriously ladies, what do you know about the ALL Warren Clothing line?”
“Her stuff is hip and popular , that
is for sure,” Susan said.
“I’d be concerned about the rapid sales growth in less than two years.
Seems like they might be padding the numbers,” Renee added.
“Hmm, padding? Really?” I asked.
“Yeah, they are popular, but I don’t see the infrastructure to get the kind of sales money they have going
on. I would like to know more about their sales channels and wholesale market.”
Renee was a smart woman. She had a good grasp of the clothing industry
and her information was very useful. The way she analyzed a company was a totally different way than I did it, so it
was helpful to both of us when we could talk out our thought process.
“Thank you, Renee, I appreciate
your insights very much,” I said as I looked her right in the eyes. “Thank you
all, I always appreciate some good business advice from the most intelligent
women on the stock exchange.”
I knew better than to call that group of women beautiful. Although in
private they all blushed at being called by such a name; when they were
together most women on the stock exchange thought poorly of being called
pretty. The term pretty, or beautiful, was often used around the stock exchange for
women who were not smart. It was a politically correct way of calling a woman
stupid, but the women had caught onto it.
As I walked away, I looked back up
to the bell area to see if Alicia was still over there with the other men. She
was not. I had hoped I would have a chance to run into her and talk about her
company one on one. I figured it would help me in my planning on whether to buy
her stocks or not, but it wasn’t a deal breaker. I could find enough research
on my own to decide if I wanted to buy into her IPO.
Big Daddy Doors was the other company I needed information on, but I had
a different group of people that I wanted to talk to about that IPO. The old
timers who had been around awhile would be my best source of information when
it came to that company. Big Daddy Doors had been part of the Sears Roebuck
Company until about twenty years ago. At that time, they broke off on their own and have been extremely successful ever since.
I needed an idea about their business clientele and if the type of doors
they had were really going to continue to
grow. The old timers were far and away the best source of information when you
had a well-established company that was
just now releasing as an IPO.
“Arthur, Ronald, how the heck are you guys?” I said as I found them
taking a coffee break off to the side of the room.
The old timers were the only ones who ever actually took breaks on the
stock exchange floor. They had been around long enough to know that taking care
of themselves was more important than working themselves to death on the floor.
I liked their attitudes. I didn’t mind hard work at all, but I hated stupid
work. If I was going to work hard, I
always made sure I worked as smart as possible.
“We’re good, Evan. How is the lady business?” Arthur asked.
I couldn’t help but laugh. Arthur was quite the character and always made a joke about the number of women I dated. I would
have said he was jealous, but he always talked about his lovely wife and how
wonderful his life was with her.
“The lady business is good. So what’s up with Big Daddy Doors?”
“Don’t waste your time; it’s going to bomb,” Ronald added.
“Why?”
“They have been around forever, but no innovation. They have no plans to
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