There's this old-school company that does what my company does, only in a completely unrelated field. They're looking to open a division that does precisely what we do, in the way that we do it. They want that division to be us. And they want me to own approximately 40% of the new entity.
I've met with them three times, now... and this is the first time it's become blogworthy, because if we can work it out, I'm going to go for it.
Also, I sometimes wish my name was FartyPants.
More Later.
Love to all. Even you, the sweaty-palmed dude who walked west instead of east.
5 comments:
Good luck with the negotiations!
And hhmmm.... those pants sound rather descriptive :o Not having flatulance issues, are we? lol
Well then... Mr. Fartypants,
Good to have you back to your old self again.
From your friend,
Ms. Tooty McPooty
thnx for the warning... so, isn't it dangerous for u to smoke then? :P
U really r thinking to sell your biz?
Congrats Congrats Congrats!
Good luck, can't wait to hear more...
huh. Well, if you fart WHILE wearing pants, I think technically you could call yourself fartypants. Just sayin'
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