Wednesday, February 4, 2009

bursting

I'm full of takeout Thai food... essssplode!

Today I was little miss fisher woman, fielding calls all day long, no bites. Well there was one, but I threw him back.

On principle I don't take calls if they won't give me a call back number. No appointment with blocked numbers period. I usually take the calls then ask the client to call me back on another line, where I can see the number. A gentleman today was unwilling to do that, and I didn't have time to filter through the references he dug up for me of past ladies he has worked with. My fault, I forget to tell him the previous day when he had inquired that this was necessary. Also my fault, I should have taken some time to check the references if he went through the trouble of getting them. But I was rushed, he wanted me to buy an entire outfit for a quick 30 minute call, it was -20*C outside, I decided to toss him back and try my luck at hooking another shinier fishy...

None shinier bit and now I'm a little broker.

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