Power Chapter 34: In BusinessFor Real

Once Drew and Janice were established in the cottage our money-making activities took off in a new direction. Drew said that we could make money hand over fist based on the academic majors of Anthony students. He called a meeting of “the principals.” I looked around and didn’t see any elementary school administrators. I was confused and said so. “Mark, you’re the number one Principal. In business, Principals are owners and decision-makers. I’m a Principal. Do you agree that it’s fair that Janice is a Principal?” Absolutely Escort izmir I agreed. She had kept the indexing afloat and ran it all on her own. That’s our biggest source of income. Not only that, she had improved the whole process. “What about Nate?” I asked. His contribution was significant. Nate disagreed. “Mark, my contribution might be significant but I am not an owner or a decision maker. All I do is provide a technical service to a Principal. I’m a worker bee.” Nate was firm about being izmir escort a worker bee. “OK, Nate, but can we call you a worker gerbil instead?” I asked. “I’m deathly afraid of bees.” Everybody agreed that those who were not Principals would be called worker gerbils. Drew was running the meeting. “We need to set up a real company with real documented ownership.” I thought this was silly since we were just a bunch of college kids playing with porn. Valerie spoke up. “You’re a bunch of college izmir escort bayan kids playing with porn and generating more than a million dollars a year in revenue. That’s a company.” Drew said he would draw up some business plans for me and Janice to review. And Marcy. Nate Skyped Marcy. When she answered she was sitting in an office with half a dozen people gathered around her desk. “Video!” she screamed and cut the connection. It had never occurred to us to worry about Marcy seeing a room full of naked people talking about business. Her coworkers might have different ideas, of course. Nate called back and adjusted the video so all it showed was Drew’s from the navel up. “I don’t think I am ever going to live that one down,” said Marcy. Her entire office had seen us. Oh, well. Drew talked to Marcy.