The stories about Steve Jobs continue to roll in with surprising frequency. The following is a nice little blurb from Steve Jobs’ first girlfriend, Chrisann Brennan. You know, the woman who mothered Lisa. In any event, Chrisann reveals a new side of Jobs, a romantic music-loving guy who wasn’t inclined to waste much of his time worrying.
We had very little money and no foreseeable prospects. One evening after we had splurged on dinner and a movie, we walked back to our car to discover a $25 parking ticket. I just turned inside out with despair, but Steve did not seem to care. He had a deep well of patience when it came to discouragements. We drove to the ocean near Crissy Field in San Francisco and walked out onto the beach to see the sunset, where I began talking about money worries. He gave me a long, exasperated look, reached into his pockets and took the few last coins and dollars we had and threw them into the ocean. All of them.