What a weekend! What a day! I cannot believe that I have to set up the booth tomorrow and the convention starts on Wednesday. Someone please pinch me and wake me up, so I can realize it’s only June and I still have plenty of time!
What? It really is convention week?
Oh dear.
So remember the 60 items we ordered from a particular store who promised they would be here today? We called to see when we could pick them up and (are you sitting down?), they said, and I quote, “You told us to cancel that order.”
WHAT?!!? We most definitely did not! So they are scrambling to get the order together for us by tomorrow.
Then I went by the printer’s to pick up our promo pieces. They said, and I quote, “Did you send us stuff over the weekend? Because our server went down and we don’t have any record of you sending us anything. What was it? A catalog or something?”
I am not making this up. It was actually two catalogs (sent a week ago), three product flyers (sent Friday), and some other miscellaneous aren’t-we-a-really-cool-company stuff (sent Saturday).
For those of you attending the convention, I will be the woman curled up in a fetal position in the corner of our booth, mumbling random thoughts and curses upon all the printers of the world.
Actually, that won’t be much of an indicator. Earlier today, I was bemoaning my situation to a collegue in another company and their day is going as well as mine. And then another colleague, from still another company, was having a worse day then both of us put together.
Oh well. At least I will have all my new books on display, creatively or otherwise.
Would you like a Xanax?
I’ll share, you sound like you need it worse than I do at the moment!
:^>
You made my day! I came home from convention really tired (but happy) and went to check my e-mail and there was your message. I laughed out loud. (And I never do that.)
Thanks for the offer, but now that the convention has actually started, I’m much less stressed.