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The software billionaire had rolled down his ell This was an unwelcome inconvenience Intolerable, in fact

“Wait a minute, now,” he shouted from the rear “We’ve driven out to my plane for years”

“Not anyuard noted

“Do you knoho I am?” the billionaire said pompously

“No idea,” the guard ad you to turn away froate now”

With nothing else to say, the limousine driver backed up and steered toward the terminal, then parked in front and waited for his employer to climb out The encounter put his boss in a foul s a safe distance behind

“Good God,” the billionaire said, “for what I pay for hangar space, you’d think I’d get some service”

As they approached the door leading out to the taxiway, a s their owners There were a trio of Gulfstreams, a Citation or two, a half dozen

King Airs, and a single burgundy beheional airline

The software billionaire was big on appearances

If the rich had private jets—he wanted a large one An airplane that screa collar737 The aircraft was fitted with a single-lane bowling alley, a hot tub and a bedrooe-screen television, advance communications equipment, and a chef trained at the Cordon Bleu The pair of dancers he had ordered from the service were already aboard The entertainht was a California blonde and a redhead who bore a striking reseret

The billionaire wanted soht

He burst through the door leading outside without waiting for his driver with the luggage, then made his way over to the 737 Then he walked up the ramp and inside

“Ladies,” he shouted, “front and center”

Thirteen minutes later, they were airborne