Two guys were sitting around shooting the shit. Let us not play games and pretend that they were friends. Let’s just call them Ssob and Carp. Yes, clever anagrams that totally obscure any possible meaning. Yes, weird names. Apparently their moms didn’t like them.
One said to the other, “You know what? We should form a company. Together I bet we should be able to make money.” They agreed that sounded like a pretty good idea.
Ssob said, “It won’t work if we are equal, though. Too many tie votes. Nothing will get ever done. What we need is a person who can break all ties. I’ll be that person. My votes will be worth 80 percent and yours will be worth 20.”
Carp’s eyes narrowed and he warily glanced at Ssob. Things were already starting to flow downhill and we all know what that means.
With Ssob’s newfound power, the rest of the agreement was flushed out remarkably fast.
“I’ll get 80 percent of all profits. You’ll get 20,” said Ssob.
“Additionally, you’ll do 80 percent of the work. I’ll do 20,” Ssob added. “I learned about eighty-twenty in a management course somewhere. This is how it has to be. This stuff really works. And office space? 80 for me, 20 for you. I’ll sit in a comfy chair and you’ll be the ottoman. Beauty.”
Carp wasn’t happy about how things we shaping up but grudgingly went along with it. He’s best other prospect was munching on some free rocks or making another batch of air soup. Those weren’t option that he relished. At least this way, he figured, he’d have some money.
It was another free market win-win. One of them lived happily ever after. It might sound like an unbelievable story yet millions of us volunteer to flow like Carp each and every day. It kind of boggles the mind, doesn’t it?
Better hurry up. Ssob is waiting. Happy Monday!