Love What You Do.
And next Tuesday, I'm going to my friend's tea shop to learn to make her famous tea lattes. Hot tea, steamed milk, and honey. Oh, I used to live for those puppies when I was in the city. I'm going to sell her teas at The Canary. You know, that whole women's businesses supporting women's businesses thingy.
And along those lines, I managed to give Monsieur Sneezeguard a tongue lashing but good. Well, sort of, but it worked. Dude's been blowing me off for a week, which was pissing me off royally, so I emailed the head of ops at The Place Where The Canary Will Be Located* and asked him if he knew any other sneezeguard guys...less than an hour later I got an email and a call from M. Sneezeguard, who will be measuring them today or tomorrow latest thankyouverymuch.
Sometimes you've just gotta be a bitch to get things done. It's a shame that's how so many people see it.
*Suggestions for a suitable name for this place, Philly peeps?