The Pot Thief Who Studied Pythagoras - Plot & Excerpts
1 The two best things about being a shopkeeper are that your income isn’t limited to some corporation’s idea of what a salary should be, and you get to set your own hours. The two worst things are that you don’t have a salary to depend on every month, and… well, it doesn’t really matter what the other worst thing is if there’s no money coming in. Which was my situation in April. My shop is in Albuquerque’s Old Town, and the last time any money had passed over the counter was during the Christmas rush, which was actually more of a Christmas mosey since December had seen no more than a dozen shoppers and only one buyer. He carried away a beautiful antique Santa Clara pot that had been on my shelves for a dozen years, and I felt a twinge of regret when I handed it to him. Of course, my remorse was salved somewhat by seeing ‘Hubert Schuze’ in the ‘pay to the order of’ line of a fifteen thousand dollar check. The fifteen thousand had paid the light bill and kept food on the table and champagne in the fridge, but it was now nothing more than a fond memory, so I was happy to see a potential customer lingering by my door.
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