Wednesday, August 09, 2006
People bust my balls all the time for having business cards. I can kinda understand the problem since the cards are just to give my blog address, my site address and my contact info. Tease all you want but those fuckers finally paid off. While in line at the signing I handed out cards to everyone in front of me in line. When my DVD went missing a little bit of me hoped for a miracle. I'm not a religious man but Buddy Christ was smiling down on me for behold the e-mail I just got:
I think you'll be relieved that your clerks X is in good hands. I'm very sorry for the mixup, but I must of picked it up on accident when everyone put their shit on the table after our first little group started to leave the place. However, you're in luck - I'll probably be sending your dvd out at the end of this week to the address on the business card you so graciously gave us. Sorry again, you can finally stop searching for it.
- Chris
Suddenly my day is looking much brighter and you can bet your ass that as soon as I post this I'm gonna restock my wallet with cards. You never know when they will come in handy.
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