a magsters first day...

i saw an ad in the colton, ca newspaper...it said they were looking for 20 sharp young guys and gals to travel the usa...and everything was paid for! well, i was unattached...hadn't been anywhere west of nevada...the girl who interviewed me was very pretty, enthusiastic...and drove a burgundy lincoln town car ANY pimp would love...it was a no brainer...off we went that very day to griswolds inn along the interstate five corridor to meet the crew. they were fun, thought like me, wanted money...and began my indoctrination from the second i stepped out of that car. the other kids warn me right away that before i meet the "big man" i better put some long pants on...i didn't...and he sure didn't seem to care. his name was russel wood...he wore expensive, flashy duds...shiny jewelry that'd make sammy davis blush and drove not just a stutz bearcat...but also had a clenet in his repertoire of shiny lux vehicles. one of the first moments i had alone with him he asked me what i wanted to do in his company...i didn't even breathe hesitation...i said (i was sincere).."i want YOUR job!) it was to be the first day of a two year working relationship between me...an upstart kid who wanted it ALL...and a man who was willing to show me how it could be done...but at that time...i was painfully unaware the toll on others peoples lives, pocketbooks and TIME that would be extracted at both theirs and my expense...more later!