>>> I'm not sure that incompetent people walk off with 7 figure paydays like Rendall did, while leaving the shareholders holding the bag.<<<
I called my secret SOLV informant...Natalie...this morning and asked if a Mr. John Rendall was employed by SOLV. "Yes" came the reply. Ho ho, I thought, I'm gonna nail Barb on this one, yes siree....after a slight pause, I once again seized upon my uncanny ability to trick poor Natalie into telling me more than her E-4 Security Clearance Level would allow.."what is his title?" I asked. I could tell that she realized I had her cornered ...cornered like a over-sized cockroach in an Orkin Man Training seminar. I could tell she was fighting the urge to hang up but she knew that there was no use hiding the truth anymore...she had to tell the world once and for all. "P-P-P-President" she said. And with that she broke into tears and hung up. "Poor girl", I thought "one day I'll make it up to her." But I knew I was lying to myself, after all the thread is my life and it's no place for a 'babe' like Natalie. , But that's OK, I had the information I came for...and that's all a guy like me cares about. But what could it all mean?? Why would this guy still be around? I mean Barb said he swindled the company for 7 figures and walked off. If I swindled a cool million or more, I'd be St. Thomas....in Sapphire Bay...in a chase lounge...with coconut oil all over me...with a tall drink.... with a little multi colored umbrella in it....or maybe Aruba...yeah Aruba....
The point being: The very last place I'd be is back in the stuffy office of the company I'd swindled meeting with, and taking calls from, the SEC, analysts, shareholders, Koch executives, UTS execs, a zillion attorneys, a trillon creditors, accountants, Rasio execs, some dudes from Venezuela and their attorneys and accountants et al while I simultaneously carry the company out of bankruptcy and if that is not enough I had guys named 'bigtoe' hittin' on my secretary.....
Barb,I give up..... you're right, Rendall is incompetent!
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regards,
bigtoe |