Cake sidebar
May. 8th, 2006 11:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
miss_pryssWhile I was trying to figure out how to get cake layer 2 on top of cake layer 1, the doorbell rang.
I opened the door, purple hair and chocolate-smeared face, arms, and shirt, with "Nth Degree" by Morningwood ("M-O! M-O-R! M-O-R-N-I-N-G! W-O-O-D! Aaaand HARDER!") blasting out behind me on my iPod/stereo.
A group of nicely-dressed forty-something women stood at the door with a petition. "Hello," they said, "are your parents home?"
I stood there, looking at them. I just couldn't figure out what to say.
Finally, one of them said, very tentatively, "Are, are *you* the shareholder?"
"I am the shareholder," I said.
Behind me, the stereo was briefly quiet as "Nth Degree" ended... and then iPod shuffle proved itself the awesomest shuffle ever, and "Draco Malfoy, what's your problem?" by Harry and the Potters came on.
I chewed some chocolate cake batter off my knuckle and tried not to laugh.
I opened the door, purple hair and chocolate-smeared face, arms, and shirt, with "Nth Degree" by Morningwood ("M-O! M-O-R! M-O-R-N-I-N-G! W-O-O-D! Aaaand HARDER!") blasting out behind me on my iPod/stereo.
A group of nicely-dressed forty-something women stood at the door with a petition. "Hello," they said, "are your parents home?"
I stood there, looking at them. I just couldn't figure out what to say.
Finally, one of them said, very tentatively, "Are, are *you* the shareholder?"
"I am the shareholder," I said.
Behind me, the stereo was briefly quiet as "Nth Degree" ended... and then iPod shuffle proved itself the awesomest shuffle ever, and "Draco Malfoy, what's your problem?" by Harry and the Potters came on.
I chewed some chocolate cake batter off my knuckle and tried not to laugh.
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Date: 2006-05-09 10:09 am (UTC)There's something sexy wrong in that already! Also, what is a shareholder? Is it like owner or like tenant?
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Date: 2006-05-09 03:47 pm (UTC)Also, yes, a shareholder is an owner in the co-op we live in. A co-op is technically a corporation, and you don't exactly own your apartment -- you own the appropriate number of shares in the co-op.
Mr. Smarty-Pants, in fact, is the shareholder, not I. But I didn't feel like getting into the distinction with them, and besides, it was too awesome to just say, "yes, I am the shareholder."