I dreamed that I was on a putting green. I was checking out a putter cover. Seve Ballasterous was there, and he gave it to me. Then I grabbed a putter. I told him I was a terrible putter. He gave me lessons.
Suddenly we were in the clubhouse about to play together. He took me in with him to get a tee time. Everyone knew him of course. We were surrounded by super successful businessmen.
Seve had to go to restroom so I walked into the pro shop.
I was at the counter. People would get whatever they needed. It was all free.
I was looking for some Titleist balls and saw that the number was now 906 or something – up from 392 in my day.
The next thing I know Seve is driving me in a car in my childhood neighborhood in ATL. We were going by my house.
We went down the wrong road. I told him so but we stopped to say hi to a friend he saw.
Seve then asked me what I wanted to earn. I was a little embarrassed at the question. He had put some loose dollar bills in my pocket earlier.
I told him 260-300k per year.