© 2012 Aaron Atkinson

Looks, Love and Loot

I recently worked a tradeshow booth at a trucking conference in Las Vegas. Stan walked up and struck up a Tennessee accented conversation about business. We became fast friends and he left work behind and started talking about his wife.

Stan: You married?

Me: I am. One year in.

Stan: Nice, nice. Congratulations. Did you marry for love?

I must have look puzzled as I responded with a chuckle.

Me: I did.

Stan: Not me. Love had nothing to do with it. I married my wife for her looks and for her money. And you know what?

Me: (with a smile, not knowing what was coming) What?

Stan: I love it.

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