The power of collusion

Brian and I wound up at the New Morning Bakery yesterday, where we picked up lunch and dessert. [Insert food blog picture here.] I got a miniature key lime pie ($4.95), but the gal behind the counter couldn’t find it on the price list posted by the register.

She excused herself to go check the price in the display case, but because there were so many people looking at the cases she couldn’t move things around to get to the price stand. Reasonably, then, she asked the customer who was standing in front of the key lime display what the price on the card was.

The man paused for a half-second, and then answered forty-five cents. (I then pretended to pass him a buck as thanks.)

The guy looked familiar, but I couldn’t place him immediately. A minute later I made the connection: he was Bob Peterkort, the instructor who taught my Intro to Finance course in college. (This sort of mischief seems right up his alley, too.) Dunno if he recognized me; it has been ten-plus years, I was one of a few bajillion students he taught, and the entire interaction was practically over the moment it began.


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