Brandon Lang:
[on a golf range with Brandon hitting golf balls]
Talk to me, so how'd we do?
Walter Abrams:
You haven't seen the scores?
Walter Abrams:
No, it's how I wanted it, make my picks and get the results later
Walter Abrams:
Highest sales volume ever take a guess how we did?
Brandon Lang:
Yeah I think we kicked ass
Walter Abrams:
It was amazing
Brandon Lang:
Last week was nothing
Walter Abrams:
Your right, it was nothing compared to what we lost today
Brandon Lang:
[surprised]
Where'd I go?
Walter Abrams:
I got an idea why don't I give you a glimpse of what happened then you take a stab on how you went?
Brandon Lang:
Just give me the numbers
Walter Abrams:
Grown men crying on the phone, their wives screaming in the background, three sales people quit couldn't take the pressure
Brandon Lang:
Fuck
Walter Abrams:
No, no you lose ten out of twelve "fuck" doesn't quite cover it, you know what'd be more appropriate? Something like "holy fucking shit" or "Jesus fucking Christ" you go two for twelve on our highest weekend ever and what's left to say? Except we keep the phone number and switch it to a suicide hotline, tomorrow morning Brandon we start all over again
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 08:30

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