Spent three hours today touring potential new office spaces….what a long arduous process!
One of the offices that was reasonably nice was filled with mortage companies and a bank and such and we thought that would be most excellent when our resident black wearer on third shift (yes, you know who you are) came walking out at 8:30 and scared all the people coming in wearing suits! Most fun! Probably be good for them.
We did find some really nice spaces. Unfortunately none were particularly close to my home but I’m still working on that! I haven’t given up yet.
We kept ending up in old Dr’s offices and one of them was a hoot cause there was a small sink in every small office space so all our techs would have a little bitty office with a sink and counter. How funny would that be! I said maybe we could also get microwaves too?
One of the realtors was an older man who was driving a Jag. My husband will be quite jealous when he finds out I was tooling around in the Jag.
Who do you think is meaner, me or the small blonde girl who lives in my house?
The “where were you four years ago” survey that is getting posted on the LJ’s makes me laugh. That’s how I can tell the difference in ages. My answers for four years ago would be pretty much identical to this time. The older you get, the slower things change. Except for your rear end and thighs. Another meeting in 15 minutes.