Your Wozniak to my Jobs. Fight!

“Would you like to be Wozniak to my Jobs?” asked the entrepreneur trying to put a ding in the Universe via his “Uber for weed but also with cookies and pizza!” idea.

“No, I don’t think I am up for that.” I replied politely.

“I guess you’re not as good as you say you are.” responded the entrepreneur.

I nodded, smiled, and separated myself from him within 30 seconds, sure that the future-Jobs had dismissed me from his list of potential “partners” by the time I had sat down with a bowl of cereal.

In other news, Sunday’s entrepreneur brunch, just like Saturday’s breakfast, was a blast.