Age Really is Just a Number
It was Sunday morning and I was working at home trying to finish a proposal for a client. I'd worked on it all weekend and I was finally finished. I just needed to print it, and then I could meet the guys at the gym for our squat workout. I hit print and got the dreaded "low on ink" message. Damn it, I thought. I hit 'Ok' and it printed but smeared ink across the 2nd of five pages. Fuck. This was for one of my best clients. She always insisted on a paper proposal and we sit down to go over it....