Ivan Mathena
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Paper/Packaging/Print/International Trade/Real Estate~Founder: Black Pine Paper Co.~Building: Roll Up~Email: [email protected]
Greenville, SC
Joined March 2022
For the pin: Become Un-Governable
Dan Saunders was out drinking in his hometown of Wangaratta, Australia, three hours north of Melbourne, when he stumbled upon an interesting bank glitch. He'd left the bar to get cash and discovered an ATM that was allowing him to withdraw way beyond his balance. And after a bit of trial and error, the 29-year-old realized he’d found a loophole and ran with it. In a bender that lasted some five months, Dan managed to spend around $1.6 million of the bank's money. He threw lavish parties, chartered private jets, and paid off his friends’ university fees until—unsurprisingly—the police caught up with him.
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@NoRiskNoParty @ThinkAppraiser Sell them as is; responsibility is on the buyer to set them up to be road legal.
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So I live over that way now…can’t say too much about it except that I remember driving with you to Charlie’s Steakhouse one night and seeing a dead person laying in the middle of the road. Really set the tone for dinner. I also remember that we used to call Pete Hollis Driveway “The Corridor of Broken Dreams”…as I recall we also gave that moniker to Poinsett Hwy.
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@PerrySolem My kids do it. It’s what kids do. Randy’s is a totally irrational position. As a parent you do your best to corral them but like…enjoy it. They’re only young once.
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@PerrySolem Hand to god the whole thing happened exactly as written. Roaring fires are actually pretty common in Cracker Barrel’s.
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I don’t know if I ever told you this but Randy *hates* the laughter of small children when he’s trying to enjoy a fine meal at a Cracker Barrel, seated by a roaring fire. One day we were on the road, and sitting by just such a fire. We had on penny loafers pleated khakis; the table next to us was full of Red Wing boots, Dickies work pants, and oversized belts and belt buckles. The bigs had young bigs that were running around the tables singing Christmas songs and playing tag. I could see Randy tensing up. Then, suddenly, he sticks his arm out and clotheslines one of ringleaders while silently bringing him to the ground with the stealth like nature of a Navy Seal. I looked across at Randy and quietly said, “we need to leave, immediately. I’m your son, and you’re my elderly father, and I might could take one or two of the Dickies, but if the two Boss Hog’s catch a glimpse of what just happened they will lay me down and you will will have 0 defense.” We promptly paid the tab departed like Christmas elves.
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@PerrySolem As I recollect you hatched that idea in the back of an old abandoned radio station that several hobos were claiming squatters rights. They demonstrated their ownership by constructing a ziggurat that reached to the heavens.
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@keithm_home @LewisHowes So figure out what you’d like to do, find someone with money who shares the same passion, and you’re off and running.
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@keithm_home @LewisHowes You know what’s odd: I know exactly what I want to do for “retirement” but for some reason I’m stuck in an industry that has nothing to do with what I enjoy…except that it provides a future for my family.
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