on friday night right before we left the office, i called an outbound and i managed to get him interested in refinancing his home. i did everything i could to build the trust like what my boss told me to. i asked him about cars, the area he lived in, and basically fluff talked. then when the last question came about his social security number, he didnt want to give it out. i was pissed. he also said that other companies didnt charge fees. i thought to myself who would work for free? i forgot my rebuttals. ellis told me to do the exhange rebuttal where you offer to tell them your social security number in order for them to give theirs up. it worked last time. he wants a 30-year fixed under 5.6%. in the mortgage business, you can buy down your interest rate. so on monday im gonna call him back and lie to him. im going to say we have no fees, and that i can offer him a 3.99% which is actually bullshit and im gonna rape him on back-end fees!!!

after work we decided to go to south coast again for the millionth time to pick up clothes for josh. as we were heading to his house to meet up, josh races this fixed up prelude. so i joined in. i was behind josh and off the line, josh smokes him, then i come from behind and waved bye to him also. but as i was about to turn left onto pathfinder my car bogs and stalls. it finally dies. and the car i just waved bye to honks at me and revs past me. i was emabarrassed. i had to push my car uphill through the intersection. i had ran out of gas. its my 5th time running out of gas. my car doesnt have a warning light and sometimes itll die even before it goes to the red line. josh came back with a gallon of gas and it still wouldnt start due to the air in the fuel lines. i just left it there on the horse trail and went to south coast. we went to hugo boss like always. the manager there knows us so well that we are like his only friends. we all went to newport to eat at a restaurant called gulfstream. ive been wanting to eat raw oysters for a while. yesterday was my first time. i enjoyed them.

the week of work ended on a good note just in time for vegas. as the week progressed towards friday, i got more and more apps. during lunch, the whole company went to speedzone to race on the slick track. because im such a fat ass, i was lapped by my coworker. later that night, my client came in and josh and i worked together to close this one. its gonna be money. i can feel it. knowing that, it made our vegas trip so much better.

what a weekend. it came and went in what seems like a matter of seconds. i tried to plan the trip out as satisfying as it could be. we left for vegas in my supposedly 2 seater mustang, hauling ass with 3 people in the car, 10pm at night. for future reference, use the slow truck lane during those 2 major hill climbs. it makes the trip so much faster. you would be surprised at the number of cars you could bypass. we had 4 suites at the luxor, but due to the size of the suites, each suite is located on a corner of the pyramid. therefore, meeting up and walking to an elevator was a workout. that same night, we had a feast at the bellagio cafe. it just brings back memories of last july. bellagio is the best! the next day, we went to the olympia convention and loaded up on t-shirts and new supplements. this year, they were more forgiving giving out free stuff. no surprise, ronnie coleman wins again. i think itll be like this until he either kicks the bucket or retires. its his 7th consecutive win. after the convention was a nightlong ordeal of shopping at the forum shops. the metrosexual came out of us and whenever youre out with josh and theres a mall with a hugo boss, its time to spend. for the past 2 months, ive been out to the hugo boss down in costa mesa every weekend. if anyone needs fashion advice, turn to josh. after the night of shopping, its was time for steak at FIX in bellagio. its a new casual restaurant which is top 5 in my list of steakhouses. today, the drive back was dreadful, knowing that in less than 24 hours i will be back on the bloody phones trying to force an innocent bystander to refinance a home. my life is going to hell. even the money is beginning to be unmotivational.