Well, that was fast.
Monday, July 19th, 2010Right. So, OK. June … happened, and here we are at almost the end of July. We’ve been open for eight weeks, and each one has been better than the last.
Overall — You really, really like us. Some of you have been back several times already, sometimes with friends in tow. Some of you are completely nuts. Some of you are just skimmers, and browse around for a few minutes on your way to somewhere else. Some of you stay for an hour or two, looking at every single thing on each shelf, making piles at the checkout counter and then editing and re-editing them before you are satisfied with your final decision. And, all of you are welcome back, except for that one lady. You know who you are. If you’re reading this and wondering if it’s you, it’s not, because that lady is not wondering.
Incontrovertible Morsel of Truth – Everything Takes Longer Than You Expect. It makes me laugh to even type it, but it has taken so much longer to get unpacked and set up than I could.have.ever. imagined. We are way behind on the class schedule and lab hours, because the classroom still looks like it took a direct hit from a missile stuffed with doll parts and feathers and frogs and drawer pulls and pom poms and typewriters and card stock and sheet music and fabric scraps and overhead projectors. It will be at least clean and functional no later than this Friday, although fancy décor touches will still be pending. The delay is caused by an unbelievable generosity of spirit and several significant destashes on the part of your fellow Houstonians. Donations have arrived by the truck load, which is great, and thanks to you all.
Ye Olde Staff — Stress fracture to left foot, carpal tunnel in both hands and its cousin, cubital tunnel, in left elbow. Ow. Do not recommend any of these. In desperate need of a haircut and a pedicure. Pretty damn happy, regardless.
The building — Location is great. The roof leaves everything to be desired, however. Outside, you have exhibited great creativity in your parking solutions, but the bus stop by the front door is not recommended.
Most commonly heard around the store – 1. Where did you get all of the: a. cigar boxes, b. doll parts, c. frogs, d. faucet handles, e. yarn, f. etc, g. etc; 2. This is overwhelming; 3. Everything is so organized; 4. I wish you were around a couple months ago. I just got rid of a ton of <something we would have died to have>.
That last one really kills me.
Funny thing — Guy comes up to me, stands about three inches from my face and demands, “Are you the one that writes the blog?”
Me: “Yes.”
Guy: “It’s funny. Say something funny.”
Me: “Did you have onions on your chili dog at lunch today?”
Turns out that was only funny to one of us.
