Way back in the spring, as I was prepping the store for the first "really big sale" of the year, I was in full-on freakout mode. Lots of stuff needed to be done and I was the one who had to do it.
Also, I had no idea what, exactly, needed to be done. It was really great.
Now, though, with the Progressive Sale underway and a very good staff on hand ... no sweat. Signs were done ahead of time (!), a cue sheet was printed in reasonably timely fashion. Nobody got yelled at (yet). It's sweet.
And it's a far cry from where I thought I'd be a year ago. Mostly because a year ago I had no frickin' clue what was going to happen. I committed to the store through summer -- through the sale, basically -- and I was going to see what happened next.
I was surprised as anybody when what happened next turned into, well, this. Sometimes things work out pretty well. I think of that every time I ride downtown, past the big white tower where I thought I was happy.
Give me some coffee -- it's time to talk bikes.
1 comments:
I can tell you the Falke's are happy it has "worked out" Just think the bring in some can goods and get a discount on a bike put me on my first Trek and after a fun summer on it as much as I can it is still the thing I work lots of stuff around so I can be on two wheels. You are in the right place at Midtown, at least from my selfish view!
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