stockholders' meeting

[calimac]

This will have to be quick, as I'm going out again, thus cryptic.

Yesterday I attended the annual meeting of a stock corporation for the first time. It's privately held and is no longer seeking outside investors, so most of the stockholders, not to mention the board of directors, were up there in the senior citizen range. I've held my own since I was small, and have faithfully sent in my voting proxy every year, but I'd never previously attended the meeting. The business proceedings were nominal, but the discussion of what the corporation is doing with itself was real.

Besides the humans, there were several dogs in attendance. They must have been stockholders too, because one of them made a motion on the floor. Fortunately it was concrete - the floor, not the motion, which dealt with the matter of liquidity.

Afterwards, the humans, but not the dogs, adjourned to the nearby attraction of the corporation's barbecue pit, where we were all served lunch. No need to choose between chicken and ribs, as we were each served a slab of both, along with salad, beans, and corn. The chicken was somewhat tougher than the average, but the ribs were rather tenderer than many barbecuers can manage.

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[eddyerrol.livejournal.com]

Nicely done with the dog commentary!