I met this dude in the Philippines. We hung out at a small island of the east coast, named Siargao. We got drunk a few times and had a decent time. I stayed in contact with him.
Once I got to Melbourne, we had a couple chats about bitcoin and he sold me on the idea. The first time he brought it up, we went to this coffee shop in Fitzroy. I bought a flat white and listened to the guy speak the tale. I even brought my notebook and jotted down a few things, did a little bit of research and turned to the dark side.
I bought a little bit here and there. Once I got back into the states I started buying aggressively. Bastard made me a lot of money. I’m so glad I met him…. I don’t even remember his name… I never saved his number in my phone… I know his mate’s name was Dan, we used to go swimming together. Lol
I talk to him about twice a week. We talk about what the potential exit strategies and whatnot. Honestly, he is the one that got me back into bitcoin. I got fucked two years earlier by it, and swore never to do it again.
This Australian bastard got me back in and I owe him for it….. He can come to the States and sleep at my house, take my car out and punch a hole in the wall for all I care. I owe him.
As I speak now, Bitcoin is at $37000. I am up about 500%. Fucking Aussies…