[Boomer]

I don’t know if is the bitterly cold Ohio weather or this silly Golden Eagle status that is making me behave in such a grouchy and un-Boomer-like manner.

But I am working on it.

This morning I found my fuzzy robe in the back of the closet, and I donned it over top my flannel pajamas, and we have turned on the heat under the tile floor beneath my feet, and so I am feeling much warmer, and, yes, fuzzier.

And I just had a nice, lazy breakfast. Instead of staying outside, in the cold, for a long time, to hunt for food myself, I intimidated a big hawk into dropping the rabbit he was carrying. It did not take long at all. Oh, and I filed down my talons – ever so slightly.

And now my grouchiness is directed only at Tiger.

When I first heard about the mess Tiger made, my response was simply a jaded response. I figured he would do that all too familiar Mea Culpa Dance, and after that, his feet of clay would fit into his golf shoes just fine. And yes, that’s right. I was not interested in Tiger Woods’ business ...UNTIL….I realized that Tiger Woods’ business is my business.

I was thinking about starting a separate Tiger thread in the investment forum and titling it “The Business of Tiger Woods.”

And I was going to tell you all about how, clutching that little paper that says I have a handful of shares, that paper that gets me in the door, I went to the Procter and Gamble stockholders meeting in October.

And I was going to tell you all about how my favorite part of the meeting is always the part where the CEO takes questions from the stockholders.

And then I was going to tell you about how an articulate, pleasant, dignified, older lady asked A. G. Lafley an interesting question. She said, in a quiet, classy way, “Why do we have a filthy-mouthed young woman tennis player representing one of our products?”

And a ripple of mumbling went through the audience. And the question was passed off to either the new guy who is taking over for Lafley or to somebody from legal. Can’t remember who took that question. It wasn’t Lafley. Lafley was retiring. (He had just reached the age for early Social Security so I think that helped him decide.)

Anyway, the answer was that the young woman had apologized, but that P&G would be watching. And I found that to be an acceptable answer. Yes, the young woman had messed up in the heat of the moment. Who hasn’t? And from a purely business point of view, P&G has a lot of money tied up in her, a lot of ads already in place, and the complication of cutting her loose or making a huge deal out of it would make a passing problem a bigger problem. And the issue, at that point, had already faded from the news. I thought the answer was OK.

But back to Tiger….I had not paid much attention to it. I did not read anymore about it (except on TOTV, of course) and I did not watch the television stuff. Not my business. Not interested.

But then. Just a few days ago. It finally occurred to me. Procter and Gamble owns Gillette. I own a little piece of Procter and Gamble. Damn! I am invested in Tiger Woods!

I am not concerned that this thing will have an effect on the stock price. That won’t factor in. But I am really ticked off, thinking about the amount of money that has been spent by P&G buying what sure looked like the perfect image. A lot of money – right down the drain. And no matter how tiny…… a little piece of that money was mine. And this one is not going to fade fast. Oh, he will play again. But his image is forever tarnished. This one was not a mistake. This one was a way of life.

So I guess I have to say, after all, that I do have an interest in Tiger Woods.

Boomer

(And that is what I was going to tell you all about if I had started a new thread in the investment forum.)