I am supposed to be getting a delivery today of my business cards. I’m so excited, on one level and yet, not so much on another.
When I explained to my dad that I couldn’t afford a union printer, he gave me his “disappointed noise”, which sounds harsher than it actually is. He wasn’t disappointed in me, and he thoroughly understood my predicament - I needed business cards, but not yet flush enough to get a proper union printing of them. He told me to get the information and he would pay for them. I’d say he’d front me the money, because I told him I would pay him back when this all works out, but he did his whole “dad” thing, where he agrees with me and then, when I go to hand him the money, he won’t accept it.
It’s a very nice gesture, so I’m happy on both levels. At least I will temporarily have a business card and won’t have long term “shame face” when I hand my card to my (potential and more probable) clients, and will have one that I can hand out to non-union people or people that won’t look for the “bug”.
But, I still can’t wait for the delivery today…
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