I'm getting a flood of calls from people trying to sell me shit in my second week of business. It's pretty annoying. My first question is "will this cost me money?" Than "How much" than "Fuck you, I said how much." A fellow offering to develop my Web presence across a variety of platforms called today. He promised it wouldn't cost me a dime. I told him that I was a cafe that catered to serial deviants my menu was stuff like spankings, BJ's and rough handies. Damn if he wasn't ready to put a coupon for 20% off rough handies on the Internet before I told him to fuck off. If one of these guys asked me what my exit strategy was I would tell him "to get off the phone with your annoying ass." As caustic as I am with these guys, at least 2/3rds of the people who come in remind me that I have a love for people. Each new face, each returning face fills me with a little bit of love.
I fond out the post office was sending all my mail back to sender last week but still delivering packages. Postman came in and gave me a stink eye with my mail, probably because I called the post office to ask what was going on and he took the blame. I couldn't have been nicer when I called, but I guess his boss wasn't so nice.
If one of these guys asked me what my exit strategy was I would tell him "to get off the phone with your annoying ass."
Of course you would, so would I.