Days in a Life

The Pie Organization of Omnivorous People (POOP)

"So, Janet. What are we thinking here? We sold our park, right?" I was lying on the couch in my apartment with a two bowls--one filled with ice cream, and one filled with nachos.
"If you mean did I sell our park, than yes, I did, OBVIOUSLY, since I am an amazing saleswoman. It was actually so funny who bought it--did you know that there is such thing as the Pie Organization of Omnivorous Pie-Eaters, or POOP? Anyway--" I interrupted her.
"POOP? That's what they decided to call their organization? Poop?"
"It's the acronym, Juliet, they can't control what the letters spell!"
"They could by changing the words in he acronym--"
"Jules! This is beside the point!"
"I'm sorry, but this is really bothering me--"
"ANYWAY! So the organization saw how many Pie-Eaters were coming to our sweet park, so they bought it. We actually made a profit--$20,000! I was surprised, to be honest, I thought we would lose so much after he eggplant thing...."
"Ok, so ideas. What do we do next?"
"OHH, Jules, can we please start a farm where we paint horses pink and glue horns to them, so, it's like, a unicorn farm? Can we please?"
"Um, that's ridiculous. I have an idea. How about we split it into two parts, and we can talk one part and invest it, and we can take the other part and use THAT for our next big thing?"
"Ok, ok, I see that--that makes sense! What were you planning on buying?"
"Well, I thought we could look through some stuff together!"
Janet smiled at this. We both took our our computers and started looking.
It was hours later, when suddenly, a path was illuminated for me.
"JANET! OH MY GOSH!"
"Ahh! Jules, I was asleep!"
"Oh sorry, sorry...but I just had an idea! So, what if we sold dog food!"
"What, I thought--"
"Hear me out," I interrupted her,"So, the food makes dogs poop, but what if we put like prunes and bananas in it or something that would make the dogs poop even more! If we cornered he dog food market then we could invest in a company they sells pooper scoopers...and then we would make tons, since we would also be making the dogs poop more making people buy more pooper-scoopers!" I started panting from saying so much without taking a breath.
"Umm...Jules, what? What are you saying?"
"Ok ready? Dogs poop more, people buy more pooper scoopers, so more people buy stock in that company, and we sell and make tons on money."
"Ok well when I heard the word money it all made sense...but the fact that you thought of his idea at all is a little disturbing--"
"No, I thought of it from the Pie Organization! POOP!"
"Perfect." Janet smirked.
"Let's try it."