3 cowboys sat around a campfire under the stars. They were all anxiously involved the conversation, it was clear they weren’t just shooting the shit. The biggest cowboy held his hands up and the other 2 stopped talking, “Alright boys the plan is clear, we could beat this horse to death all night. Let’s get some sleep before this job tomorrow.”

The scrappiest of the cowboys stood to walk away but hesitated and turned back, “That’s all fine boss but where will we meet after we pull it off?”

The third cowboy finally jumped in, “Boss let’s just meet back here after.”

“No no we’ll meet at the canyon above this one. Can’t meet where we began just in case they get wise to us and track us back here.”

With that there was nothing left to be said and they all retired to themselves for the night. Waking in the morning at the designated time. Riding off to complete their individual

tasks at their designated times. Then eventually meeting back at the designated spot. However none of the 3 cowboys met up with one another.

The third cowboy rode to the canyon north of the campsite. The scrappy cowboy rode to the canyon south of the campsite. Thier former boss, the big cowboy, rode off into the horizon with all three shares of the job in his saddle bags. Although they misunderstood where they’d meet after the job, even more so they misunderstood who they had signed up to work for.