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Regardless, I have, as requested, attached a logo that represents not only the peer to peer networking project you are currently working on, but working with you in general. Having said that, if I had traveled forward in time, my time machine would probably put your peer to peer networking technology to shame not only would it have commercial viability, but also an awesome logo and accompanying pie charts. I'd no doubt find your ideas more 'cutting edge' if I'd traveled forward in time from the 1950s, but as it stands, your ideas for technology based projects that have already been put into application by other people several years before you thought of them fail to generate the enthusiasm they possibly deserve. Unfortunately the part that was commercially viable was not original, and the part that was original was not commercially viable. Your last project was actually both commercially viable and original. Simon once sent me thirty eight angry emails in a single day because I asked him if he owned more than one tie. Not once did the secretary there call me a wanker or have her grotty old g-strings poking out the top of her fat arse everyday making me feel ill." The lack of new clients could partly be attributed to Simon being too busy writing angry emails to other de Masi jones employees such as: "When I worked at Olgilvy in Hong Kong, everyone called me Mr Edhouse and said that I was doing a great job. Simon was employed to bring in new clients yet somehow managed to be there for several months without bringing in a single one before leaving to pursue his own projects. I worked with Simon for a while at a branding agency called de Masi jones. I quite like Simon he's like the school teacher that would pull you aside after class and list, for an hour, every bad aspect of your personality and why you will never get anywhere while you nod and pretend to listen while thinking about how tight Sally Watts jeans were that day and wishing you were at home playing Choplifter on the family's new Amstrad.