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August 21st, 2002
Nick Hare, a young salesman sprinted on to a London-bound train. Catching his breath, he sat next to a serious man with perfectly combed white hair.
"Boy, am I glad I caught this train," exclaimed Hare.
"Have you got a busy morning?" enquired the older man.
"Do I? Just a career-changing meeting! I sell software and I'm hoping complete a hugely profitable sale," explained Hare.
"Sounds very big," replied Hare's companion.
"It is, and the guy I'm meeting is reputed to be a real idiot. He should be easy to rip off; he's called Holt, but we've nicknamed him Holt the Dolt, laughed Hare.
"Sounds like he isn't terribly intelligent," concluded the elderly man.
eah. There's one strange thing about him though; he drinks only mint tea - no coffee, just mint tea. Personally, I find it revolting. Can't stand it," declared Hare.
The train screeched to a halt and the salesman and his friend parted.
Hare strolled through London until he arrived at the right building. He was greeted and led to an office. Immediately, he spotted the unmistakable white combed hair.
"I would offer you mint tea, but I think I know the answer," said the room's only occupant.
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