John C,
Heard about your sudden transfer from the Field Office. Where is it they sent you? I heard some place out in the boonies... One of Ripkoff's more remote operations, mining or something? Or maybe the branch office of some grey, depressing city? Or was it the Ripkoff Corporate Retreat on that unnamed secluded South Pacific Island?
I'm sure we'll catch up soon, and I'll find out then...
I guess Mr Ripkoff didn't appreciate the critical videos. Ah well... You know how I feel about him... and that.
Remember that dingy old Field Office they tore down in 1970? That one in that building that TJ told us was actually the very first office, Full Stop, of Ripkoff Investment Partners?... Until they moved to a new city in 1970. That very first field office was in Toronto. Today, the Ripkoff Head Office is located in... Jeez... I was just at a baseball game there, last week.
What I don't understand is how that you and I were still operating out of the Field Office for so long?
I remember how you told me that a company hits its high-water mark when it plants its first skyscraper, as our founder, Mr TJ Ripkoff did in 1959. I remember that really clearly... the Ripkoff Tower going up then.
It really does seem to have been the Ripkoff high mark.
Today people seem to think they can preserve life in some bottle... Fooling themselves that they will never die. They don't know how important it is: that you not only have your life, but also that you *eat* your life. They're too goddamn "safe" John C. Too fucking safe.
Anyway...
Here's a stiff shot to you John C,
Tim K
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