Time I normally allocate to consolidating my business empire has lately been overwhelmed with more pressing matters.
My 6-year-old son has begun losing his milk teeth.
Board meetings have been cancelled and international commercial activities are on hold, because I'm bogged down negotiating the value of my offspring's discarded incisors. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to communicate directly with the Tooth Fairy to assist with the arbitration process.
Regretfully, at the time of releasing this media update, I can give no assurance to readers that a concord is imminent that will satisfy all parties in the dispute.
I should add that it would be easier for me to negotiate a deal between the Ports of Auckland and the Maritime Union than conclude a collective contract agreement between my son, the Tooth Fairy and the adults who thought they were running the household.