Objects of Code and Desire / Page 10 of 31


	phil walked in by friday the stars were all aligned. the 7 digit check nestled in the soft silk of the escrow account. the lawyers doing a last minute fluffing of fees with 50 page amended & modified incorporation documents triple signed and faxed to the 4 atlas holding up the 4 corners of the globe and phil walked in and said no. just no. i'm not gonna do it. and 8 hours. 10 beers and 2 investors later he finally admitted why. you see he'd already demanded more money more stock the title of vp a month ago and gotten it and now he was demanding a seat on the board. in fact, he had to have the seat currently held by the chief financial officer or we were screwed we'd have to start this deal from scratch because his retired half-senile father-in-law had sneered at him over lemon pie dessert and told him his daughter had married a fool. so phil got to be a director. in fact, made us wait overnight before agreeing to what he'd demanded but that's the trick to being 29 he doesn't understand how long the rest of us remember.

phil walked in