Ration all this Leah-goodness.

Please excuse my randomness.

I'm sick and taking drugs. These drugs are putting me into a bog. My roommate really thought I was drunk off these meds. Yeah, that's how bad it is. Alright, I'll try to pull it together.

So yesterday a girl in the office, Shelley, and I went canvassing in Uptown Westerville. We were supposed to cover 40-some businesses over the course of two hours. Well, when you put two talkers together, work doesn't exactly get finished.

We pass this store on State Street that sells dog and cat paraphernalia. Well, we had been warned by another employee not to canvas this particular store because of the rudeness of the owner. Shelley is ballsy and won't take crap from anyone. She was up for the challenge of Mr. Grouchypants and I was along for the ride. We walked into the store to find no one in sight. This did not intimidate Shelley. The owner finally peeked his head out. That was Shelley's cue to lay on the charm.

Shelley started a casual conversation with Grouchypants, but he wanted nothing to do with us. She asked him questions about his dog and he continued to want nothing to do with her. We thought we may have seen some charm when he offered her a candy. She jokingly asked if they were for dogs. He reassured her not, but when we got outside and opened the wrapper it looked like mold had been growing on it. Eww.

The man was so rude to us. I really couldn't even comprehend how you could expect to stay in business and be a jerkface like that. The entire time we were talking to him, he wouldn't even look up at us. He kept flipping through stacks of papers, pretending to read them. You're not fooling anyone, Doglover. He even had the gull to tell us, "None of your business!" Really, sir? You want to run a business and be like that. Oh no! Not to me! And you can expect I will defer people form visiting your store, Mr. Grouchypants!

Shelley and I went on our way and spoke to more vendors who were surprisingly more than happy to sit and chat with us for awhile. We made some great contacts and I made it through my first round of cold calls. I don't really mind it, as long as they're not like Mr. Grouchypants.

Tomorrow I leave for vacation with my boyfriend and his family to the upper peninsula of Michigan. I need to relax. I know some of you are probably thinking, "Hey didn't you just get back from DC?" Yes, that is true, but DC was not leisurely by any means. I had a blast, but it was run run run run run run run! Not a lot of downtime and that's what this next week is about. So this is it for about a week. Ration all this Leah-goodness. It will be awhile in between my next blast.

Love & Hoots pretties.