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Saturday 09/28/2024

Nothing much on the schedule today until 5pm. I started with a nice walk to Mme. Collete’s coffee shop, then through the saturday farmers market taking pictures of fruit with the new iPhone (gallery).

The date at 5 was to the retirement celebration of Marshall Serwitz and Bob Sullivan, the financial advisors we went with sometime in the late 90s. A couple years ago they began a transition, selling their practice to Cerity Partners, a larger firm. Now the two original guys are completely out, and they invited their old clients to a party at the Los Altos Hills Golf & Country Club, which it turns out is just as posh as it sounds.

I put on my best clothes for this, including my sport coat jacket. I looked quite distinguished, I thought. Which was a good call, because when I got there I found 100 or so people dressed up as nicely or nicer than me. Quite a distinguished looking crowd — of strangers. Well, I knew Bob and Marshall, and said a brief “Hi” to them, and I chatted with Howard and Pat and a couple more people from their office that I recognized.

Then I found myself in my least favorite environment, a crowd of people I don’t know. I did have a conversation with a nice couple for a few minutes. Then I found out the schedule: there was a buffet line, and tables set for at least 150 people, and we were going to have dinner, and then there would be speeches around 7pm. Yeah, no. I had a coke and circulated a couple of times around the floor, and then I ducked out and went home. Late supper at CH.

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