Tis the Season To Take Risk
Tis the season to be jolly, Ho…ho…ho..and all that crap.
Took a risk on another product line this week.
My Marketing Department, headed by a stuffed shirt who thinks he knows it all, showed me the results of his latest product acquisition investigation.
It seems Terapeak brought back some good numbers on this potential product line and the competition isn’t all that tough. I told him not to be so cocky, or he’ll be the one writing the new listings. He turned his head to cough, and swore at me underneath his breath.
He told me the size of the investment needed to acquire the new product line, probability of success and the time needed to see a profitable return on my investment.
I exhaled smoke rings from the 8 inch long 52 ring gauge Macanudo cigar protruding from the corner of my mouth, crossed my Bruno Magli’s over each other on my desk and burned a hole through his head with a sharp stare.
“Are you certain about this, it’s my money your risking” I hollered at him, blowing his slicked back hair out of place.
“We can do this,” he shot back.
“All right then”, I screamed. “What are ya doing standing there then? Get the hell out of my office and go tell our Purchasing Agent to buy a decent size load of the stuff, what’s his name, Mark something? Now go, times…a…wastin”.
He was chuckling and mumbling something to himself as he left my office that I’m still trying to discern. Something about that “…hole” having to get in touch with his feminine side if this new product doesn’t sell.
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