since last we spoke, i believe i went on some sort of rant about how darwin walked out and people still wanted darwin and yadda yadda blardy blar blar.
i could just look and know exactly was i talked about 2 months ago. yes 2 months. my bad.
but that is not why we are here today. we are here because i want to talk business.
i haven't wanted to talk business in a hot while. mainly because it hasn't been all that interesting to me.
yesterday the bossman and i were talking about next steps. and ya know what? of course you don't, so i will tell you, we have no idea what the next step might even be.
because ultimately, yes my opinion matters, it is his company. his baby, he can do whatever he damn well pleases and there is not a whole lot i can do to stop him.
that's a lie. i could put on my sales cap, which i do not wear frequently because I HATE IT, despise it really. i don't like small talk, i don't like the bullshit factor, i don't like that most customers are complete prickboxes. i don't like it and you can't make me. (::toddler screaming tantrum::)
that being said, there has to be some salesmanship or else you make no money.
ENTER: the bossman. he is much better at getting people to buy shit. i am much better at delivering it and talking really southern to get prices down. (shamelessly. blonde hair, don't care.)
with all those lovely notes on how to run a business, you're welcome folks, hope you wrote all those down, the biggest issue we are running into is what do you do when it stops being fun and it starts being all about making ends meet.
scraping by is really fun....said no one ever
the grind can really, really wear on a person. you've got to really learn to take a step back and remember what was/is fun or you will never make it.
so here's to round two of operation it's summertime: let's find the fun.
wish us luck.
ciao.
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