A TURN AROUND

Seth stared at the Security guard again as he explained his reasons for stopping him at the door. "I'm sorry, but only the affluent of society can walk through the front door, it happens to speak volumes of our establishment, the kind of people we allow walking through our front door. I'm sure you won't understand what I mean". The Security guard mocked Seth.

"I understand clearly what you mean, and I would not want to dirty or put a stain on your establishment's front door." He said and pulled out his phone.

He dialed the number the Manager had spoken to him with.

The line rang for a couple of minutes before the deep, male voice which had spoken to him an hour ago came up again.

Mr. Rivera, am I right?" The Manager asked over the phone.

"Yes, this is he. I have a little bit of an inconvenience going on outside your establishment right now." Seth said smugly, turning a glaring stare at the Security.

Who by now was laughing at him in amusement. "He can't even afford a cab, and he is ca