I haven't seen Frodo since the disastrous Mizuno run last April. Anyway, we met up and had lunch in Cubao earlier this week. He said he once had a meeting with a client inside Starbucks.
"He asked me what I wanted and so I said Espresso," he said.
I didn't think much about it until...
"I was surprised my coffee came in a tiny cup and was extremely bitter. I had to ask for hot water," he explained.
Ohwkay.
Anyway, he plans on striking it out on his own and leave his current job, having sealed a lucrative deal with a supplier.
"I have reached a point where I don't want to be stuck in my job, which is becoming routine," he rationalized.
"Are you sure about your decision?" I played the devil's advocate.
"Things are going to be difficult in the coming years," I said.
At this point, I noticed he was wearing those "elevator" shoes that make him look four inches taller.
"Are you wearing those shoes again?" It was a rhetorical question, but I had to ask.
"Of course not."
"You're lying."
And then our discussion turned towards the prospects of the property and construction sectors.
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