The Milkman Keeps It All
When I was young my parents had milk delivered to the house each week. It was a good deal, the milk was from a local coop and the delivery routes were privately owned.
The owner of our route got divorced and told us the story of his mediation.
She and her lawyer had calculated the value of his milk delivery business to be $2.5 million (mind you, this was the mid ’80s). She of course is seeking half that amount.
His lawyer begins to balk that their estimate is unfair (it was probably legitimate when you calculated assets, inventory, balance, lack of debit and revenue) and they would never agree to it, but he is cut short by his client.
Our milkman then looks across the table and says something to the effect of “I agree to your estimation. Go ahead and cut me a check, everybody shows up at six, you’ll have to be there by five to have everything ready for them.”
He then tosses the work keys across the table as he sits back down. They eventually agreed upon a more reasonable number.
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