It appears Kevin and Gee Gee have run into a bit of a snag...
02/09/15 09:24
Good morning, everybody!
Well, the Humans Who Think They Can Predict the Future are saying that today is gonna bee a beeeeautiful day, so right after I finish my third acorn cap of morning nectar, a bunch of friends and I are gonna go out to the Far Meadow, have a picnic and maybee play a rousing game of Schmurltz. (If you’ve never played that, I highly recommend it.)
But beefore it’s time to go, I have time to tell you about what happened yesterday with the lawyers and the ongoing effort to market and sell Great Grandma Gee Gee’s remarkably delicious Honeychew Krisp cookies.
When she and Kevin, my Illegitimate Nephew, got home yesterday, I could tell that they were visibly upset.
“What’s the matter?” I asked them.
“It appears,” Kevin told me, “that we have run into a bit of difficulty with all this.”
“What’s going on?” I asked.
“Well,” Kevin beegan, “you know how we’ve been going through all the legal paperwork so we can start selling cookies, right?”
“Right,” I said.
“The last thing we need to proceed with all of this is the final Licence to Distribute Edible Delights. Without that, we’ve pretty much reached a wall when it comes to moving forward,” he said.
“Right,” I said. “You’ll need the Licence, for sure.”
“Well,” Kevin continued, “after we got through all the legalities involved in this massive undertaking, we went to the Registrar of Edible Delight Distribution and applied for the Licence.”
“And?” I asked. (The suspense was killing me.)
“AND,” he said with a digusted-sounding buzz in his voice, “the Registrar flatly refused to issue the Licence.”
“She refused??” I asked.
“YES. She REFUSED,” he said.
“YES! Can you even BEELIEVE THAT?” He was visibly upset.
So I asked Kevin why the Registrar was refusing to give them the necessary Edible Delight Distribution Licence and I almost couldn’t beelieve what he told me.
“She’s refusing,” he said, “beecause she says she doesn’t like cookies!”
“She doesn’t like cookies? How could you not like cookies - especially Great Grandma Gee Gee’s Honeychew Krisp cookies?” I asked.
“Don’t ask me,” he said. “but she refuses to back down, even though, as our lawyers tried to point to her, she is supposed to give us the licence under LAW. But she STILL refuses. THIS IS AN OUTRAGE!”
Geeeeeeeze. Have you ever heard of such a thing? I hafta agree with Kevin that his whole thing sounds ridiculous, though. It’s not as if the Registrar is beeing forced to eat cookies - she’s just supposed to give out the necessary Licence and that’s all there is to that.
Anyway, there’s a lot of stress in the air about this latest development, so until they manage to get things figured out, they just hafta wait and try to stay calm.
Call me a pessimist, if you want to, but I’ve had a feeling all along that this whole idea of building a Snack Empire was gonna run into some snags. And so it has.
Anyway, I’m hoping our outing today helps put Kevin in a better mood. Gee Gee seems to bee taking all this in stride. As she said to Kevin, “Well, dear, I think we just need to bee patient and I’m sure everything will work out in the end. Here, eat a cookie. It’ll make you feel better.”
She’s such an optimist, ya’ know?
Okay then.
I hope everybody has an exquisitely superlative day!
I’ll see ya’ later!
Well, the Humans Who Think They Can Predict the Future are saying that today is gonna bee a beeeeautiful day, so right after I finish my third acorn cap of morning nectar, a bunch of friends and I are gonna go out to the Far Meadow, have a picnic and maybee play a rousing game of Schmurltz. (If you’ve never played that, I highly recommend it.)
But beefore it’s time to go, I have time to tell you about what happened yesterday with the lawyers and the ongoing effort to market and sell Great Grandma Gee Gee’s remarkably delicious Honeychew Krisp cookies.
When she and Kevin, my Illegitimate Nephew, got home yesterday, I could tell that they were visibly upset.
“What’s the matter?” I asked them.
“It appears,” Kevin told me, “that we have run into a bit of difficulty with all this.”
“What’s going on?” I asked.
“Well,” Kevin beegan, “you know how we’ve been going through all the legal paperwork so we can start selling cookies, right?”
“Right,” I said.
“The last thing we need to proceed with all of this is the final Licence to Distribute Edible Delights. Without that, we’ve pretty much reached a wall when it comes to moving forward,” he said.
“Right,” I said. “You’ll need the Licence, for sure.”
“Well,” Kevin continued, “after we got through all the legalities involved in this massive undertaking, we went to the Registrar of Edible Delight Distribution and applied for the Licence.”
“And?” I asked. (The suspense was killing me.)
“AND,” he said with a digusted-sounding buzz in his voice, “the Registrar flatly refused to issue the Licence.”
“She refused??” I asked.
“YES. She REFUSED,” he said.
“YES! Can you even BEELIEVE THAT?” He was visibly upset.
So I asked Kevin why the Registrar was refusing to give them the necessary Edible Delight Distribution Licence and I almost couldn’t beelieve what he told me.
“She’s refusing,” he said, “beecause she says she doesn’t like cookies!”
“She doesn’t like cookies? How could you not like cookies - especially Great Grandma Gee Gee’s Honeychew Krisp cookies?” I asked.
“Don’t ask me,” he said. “but she refuses to back down, even though, as our lawyers tried to point to her, she is supposed to give us the licence under LAW. But she STILL refuses. THIS IS AN OUTRAGE!”
Geeeeeeeze. Have you ever heard of such a thing? I hafta agree with Kevin that his whole thing sounds ridiculous, though. It’s not as if the Registrar is beeing forced to eat cookies - she’s just supposed to give out the necessary Licence and that’s all there is to that.
Anyway, there’s a lot of stress in the air about this latest development, so until they manage to get things figured out, they just hafta wait and try to stay calm.
Call me a pessimist, if you want to, but I’ve had a feeling all along that this whole idea of building a Snack Empire was gonna run into some snags. And so it has.
Anyway, I’m hoping our outing today helps put Kevin in a better mood. Gee Gee seems to bee taking all this in stride. As she said to Kevin, “Well, dear, I think we just need to bee patient and I’m sure everything will work out in the end. Here, eat a cookie. It’ll make you feel better.”
She’s such an optimist, ya’ know?
Okay then.
I hope everybody has an exquisitely superlative day!
I’ll see ya’ later!