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Wednesday Lunches:

We’re selling assets at maax, trying to raise money.
Translation = we spent too much money and didn’t sell enough.

Yesterday a guy came to see about buying our conference table, the $2,000 conference table which we traded 24 tee shirts for. We never really had meetings, let along conferences, so it seems like a good asset to get rid of.

Dressed in sweatpants, tee shirt and the air that anything less than a mahogany table from the redwood forest would be beneath him.

He felt the table, looked it up and down, pushed on it.

I smiled and wanted to say: “If you really cared about good furniture you wouldn’t be at a tag sale.”
But said: “Lot of great memories at this table.”



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Mornings at the YMCA

The Loft

The Loft: We built this. Jeb lived on top of this for two years, I slept on the couch below it.

1999 – We lived at maax HQ for the first two years, sleeping on a couch and a mattress in an old mill building in Manchester, New Hampshire. There were no showers or kitchens at our offices, we’d wake early, so the employees wouldn’t see us, and walk to the YMCA to shower.

The YMCA gave my brother and me a scholarship, letting us pay about $50 for a year’s membership. It was a necessity at the time and a gift we’ll repay some day. Support your local YMCA … after 9:00 am.

As the years went on the YMCA became a great place for me, lunch basketball in particular. Every day for an hour the locals, businessmen, mailmen, drug dealers and the unemployed, would skip lunch and play basketball, not talking business.

But the mornings, I’ll never forgot those, in particular the YMCA locker room.


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