Reply #5: Once upon a time there was a company... [View All]

[Andy_Stephenson]

This company produced a device that ground mustard seed into the right texture...for it to be made into prepared mustard.

This company sold many of the devices their name became a household word.

Soon the company branched out into other endeavours. Lo and behold,
they found a company that made a device which boned a whole chicken, all one need do was to stuff the chicken bake and slice! "Wow! Amazing" said the directors and bought the company. But soon there was trouble brewing.

There was this pesky farmer...He had invented the device and it had been stolen from him. The former directors of the firm had failed to disclose the legal issues that might arise from the farmer.

Soon the company was embroiled in legal battles over the status of the patents. The company had to do something...But what? No one could com up with an answer...but the had to act soon and quickly.

A junior vice President with eyes on the "Big Guy's Job" had a plan that would gain him stature.

He had just been on a company trip to Aflakolia...a small nation in South America. The demand for deboned chicken is great as we all know. This invention might well be the answer to the nations problems.

But Aflakolia was short on cash and there was a civil war brewing between three factions. The junior Executive needed to find a way to get the chicken boner (no pun :evilgrin:) Into Aflakolia. Well it just so happened he met a man...a minor government official with the right connections, including an uncle that had the largest chunk of the chicken farming business in the country.

Negotians were held between the junior executive and the uncle in which the Junior Executive was given a no bid contract for all the chicken boners (no pun :evilgrin:) in the country.

Now back home...the board had been quietly divulging stock in fear that the company was doomed. But suddenly the farmer died of a heart attack. With no heirs the company now had cornered the market on chicken boners worldwide. Well almost.

Back in Pharump NV...There was a crotchety old man that had discovered that boning chickens (no pun :evilgrin:) was dangerous.

stay tuned for part 2