Young Entreprenuers; Tuesday [ 04/17], 4;00 pm.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle came in and dropped a big box onto the table and drew in a deep breath. "H'okay, listen up." She turned an eye sharply around to the others and any potential...children. "Glitter stuff came in, so today's our manual labor day, because we're good little self-made capitalists here." With potential child laborers, bonus. "There's a little instruction chart up on the board to follow, but it's pretty simple. The important part is gonna be the labels. We can bottle 'em up and then tomorrow, come in, grab your supply, and start selling! Make yourselves a projected quota and try to reach it. If you don't, then...I don't know, we cut off your finger? I got nothin'. If you don't, well, then, you suck and are a shame to the club and your country."

She grinned winningly. "Let's work."

[[ wait for the OCD is up! ]]

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Re: Make Glitter - 04/17

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle arched an eyebrow at Jim, then glanced over to John Connor to see what the hell he was talking about, and then returned her gaze back to Jim looking even more confused.

Re: Make Glitter - 04/17

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

Jim took a careful look around the room and sprinkled some glitter nearby. He gave a disappointed look when it hit the ground. "Crap, he moved," he whispered loudly. "Where'd you go?"

Re: Make Glitter - 04/17

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle continued staring at Jim like he was crazy, making a mental note to announce next meeting that drinking before meetings is a big no-no.

Re: Make Glitter - 04/17

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Turtle, have you seen my son?" Jim asked. Then he cringed as if he just realized what he said. "Bad choice of words. Sorry, son! Wherever you are."

Re: Make Glitter - 04/17

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Actually," said Turtle, leaning forward, "I think I just saw him go out the window with your sanity. Is this, like, some sort of anxiety because everyone else has kidlets running around, so you've got to have one, too?"

Re: Make Glitter - 04/17

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"No, I have one. He's just invisible," Jim said. "He said it was something his mom could do, too. So, yeah, he's a little tough to keep track of."

Re: Make Glitter - 04/17

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"...Who's his mom?" Turtle dared to venture, because she didn't know anyone at Fandom who could turn invisible (yet), but that was probably a good thing, because, if it was a girl at Fandom, then Turtle knew she ran the risk of ending up imagining Jim and...his baby's momma...having...uh...um...doing, uhh...that....thing that, uhhhhh, y'know. Babies come from....

Ack.

Re: Make Glitter - 04/17

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"He won't tell me," Jim said. "That's how I know he's mine."

Re: Make Glitter - 04/17

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle stared for just a second later, and then shook her head.

Re: Make Glitter - 04/17

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"Oh, wait, I think I heard him!" Jim said, running down the hall. "Come back, John!"

A few minutes later, he returned. "Found him and put him in a locker until the end of the meeting. He's very sorry about the disturbance."

Re: Make Glitter - 04/17

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"You put your invisible son in a locker? Nice parenting, Jim, geez."

Re: Make Glitter - 04/17

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"That was a joke," Jim said. "A friend is watching him right now. Well, you know, not watching him."

Re: Make Glitter - 04/17

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Headdesk.

"You're a dork, Jim."

Re: Make Glitter - 04/17

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"I hear that a lot," Jim said with a big grin.