
While I wanted my first blog back in a long while to be about Dressmonkey, this is the only creative outlet on the web I have so I felt like publicizing my frustrations on a generally shitty day. I promise more juicy entrepreneur fodder in my next post.
Every so often, the world smiles at you. Unfortunately, today wasn't one of those days. I had to book a flight back to the US and the cheapest one I could find was one for almost 1500 USD. I blame my brother for picking an obscure place like Tampa Bay Florida to get married. Apparently flights to Hartford, where I'm from, are about 300 dollars cheaper; strike one, Florida. I have never made this public before, but I have a profound hatred of Florida. I mean, I don't hate the people or the way of life, I just hate the weather. Really, how can anyone live in a place, especially seniors, where walking out of an air-conditioned house is 1 time out of 4 practically suicide? I think Florida and I fell off while I was waking up at 5am for early swim practice for 7 straight years of winter vacations devoted to improving my freestyle. While Florida can be indescribably hot at times, Florida in December, at 5 in the morning with an unheated pool is something comparable to what the passengers in the Titanic must have been through. Again, this has nothing to do with the people (the last thing I need to do is piss off potential customers from the FINE state of Florida), this is just a general rant about life being poopy for a day.
Well, in addition to getting angry at Florida, today I had to bicker with a supplier who, 2 months after we had bought our fabric from, decided that we hadn't paid her in full. After quite literally an hour on the phone with her, I convinced her to talk to our factory's accounting department and check directly with the source of the payment. An hour later, after hearing the typical whining at frequencies that only certain. Shanghainese women can produce, I got a subtle text message saying "I'm sorry, it was our mistake." Damn right, it was your mistake, now I want my hour back.
The third horseman of the apocalypse of my day today? The fact that my roommate decided that she couldn't afford the rent that she's paying now and that she wanted to live with a friend in the boondocks of Shanghai. This means that now I have to find another roommate, not go to Hong Kong this weekend so I can save money in the event that I have to pay rent myself for a while, and be generally ticked off for an indefinite period of time.
The only thing I could do after a day like today was go to the gym and work out for 2 ours. That really helped, I feel like a train hit me but at least I'm not thinking about how crappy today was. Well, I did just write about it.
I promise more entrepreneurial exploits in my next post. Sorry for the rant!