Sharky's found out about my "surprises." You will be glad to know that I didn't give you up, but I need your help. He told me he was "Throwin' a death card at my ass!" I don't know what it means, but I'm afraid.
I was really starting to enjoy it here and if I'm caught its right back to juvenile hall.
I'm sure there is some way that I could be useful to you and/or Jane. I know you're looking at some side businesses that I have some, um . . . experience with. Any way we could come to some kind of agreement? I see that you have a COO position open. I know I'm only 13, but I've very resourceful as you know. And no offense, but I've MET some of these other "managers."
Please get back to me as soon as you can. Just leave me a note on your desk and I'll pick it up tonight when I go in to get my email and check my etrade portfolio. Trading options is WAY COOL.
PS: What's with your plant ops guy? I called in my order for my new blackberry and bluetooth headset a week ago and I've been checking the incoming packages in the mail room every day and it's still not in! (Unlike your "How to get people to like you in 30 seconds or less" book from Amazon. Haha. How's that workin' for ya?)
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