Business Cards

So today has been a pretty good day business card wise.

It all started when I asked my boss if we could do one of those fish bowl business cards you see sometimes at restaurants. He said yes! I was so excited. Hopefully I remember to bring a bowl.

He did ask me why I collect business cards, and I said, "Because I'm cheap."


Also, today I hit 1400 business cards. Meridian Self-Storage is the lucky one, which I stopped by on a whim. I actually had to turn around to get to the office. It was probably about 100 degrees in my sweatshirt. (And no -- I wasn't taking it off.) Other cards I got today were City Gym and three from PartEZon! because my first one went through the wash. :(

This was better than yesterday, when I went to 10 or 15 places and none of them had cards but the ones that were closed. Except Cash and Carry (or whatever it's called), but I was afraid I would walk out with a payday loan that I don't need.


But the most exciting! I have Carole Barrowman's card! John Barrowman's sister! I never exepected to get it when I asked, and even after she emailed me that she would send me one (I didn't tell anyone except Missy because what if it got lost in the mail?).

Her website is pretty cool. I especially like reading the essays. My favorite is "Shopping with Captain Jack" and not just because it has John in it. My second favorite is "Naked Truth" though the naked truth is that I didn't read the whole thing because I had to start working. But it was pretty funny.

So someday, if there's ever a book signing in Seattle or Vancouver, and she's there (and I'm there, but duh), I'll probably shout, "I have your business card!"

...which I only do every time I see someone or someplace that I have a card for.

Thank you, Carole. I love the card. It's a wonderful addition to my collection. I bet everyone at work gets tired of hearing about it.

Business Cards

Today I got a letter in the mail. It wasn't as thick as most of the non-junk mail I receive. Mostly it's people sending me cards from the IBCC. As a welcome gift. I have nearly 11 hundred cards cataloged and I still have a few more to do.

But anyway, I thought it was weird that it wasn't thick. So I looked to see where it was from. No return address. And then, all of a sudden, I realized my name and address were written in my own handwriting. (Why would you look to see who it was addressed to when you're the only one receiving mail?)

Saratoga responded to my request to send me some cards to add to my collection. I send them a letter earlier this week telling them I wanted to because I really like their name (blame John Barrowman, but I didn't tell them that.) They sent me doubles of each card. I called them and told them how great they are.