Cleaning out my bag before I start working. (It’s a ritual. I can’t have clutter when I write) Found this business card someone gave me…
I was walking around Macy’s the other night. This woman walks up to me and says, “Here. Take my card. And give me a call if you need anything…”
She owns a hair salon.
How should I take that?
Is she saying, you look so fly that I’d love to have you in my shop?
Or. Is she saying, I don’t know what you have on under that warm and fuzzy hat but something tells me it ain’t all good.
I’m going for the latter.
Should I have been offended? I totally was. Though I don’t think she meant any harm. Maybe I’m too sensitive.
Oh. And what’s up with the crossed out digits on the business card? Once your number changes, I say you bite the bullet and re-up. No?
Have you ever rocked business cards with the cross-out? Don’t lie!
Oh. And should Charlene’s offer have offended me?