She wanted to order the “wholegrain breakfast” (grainy bun, butter, jam, coffee & juice) – but exchange the ‘default’ grainy bun for the grainy spelt-version (same cost).
“sorry, no can do. The buns are counted, and the computer won’t let me ring through a spelt-bun instead of the wheat version.”
If you need another reason to support local businesses instead of chain-stores, I reckon this is a fine example WHY!
(then again, we only have to blame ourselves as a society, this is what you get when you want 100% standardization and cheap-cheap-cheap – in this case my wife didn’t even have the choice between ‘chain-store’ and local, because local no longer exists…)
Anyhoo, this thing got me thinking about my slightly pre-mature spring-clean (yes, it’s snowing again, yeah … not;-) from a few days ago:
doing some serious recycling, I had to throw out a bunch of business cards I’d collected over the years.
Mhmm, if you’re a one-(wo)man band, why bother pretending you’re a President. Or CEO. Or Managing Director?
I know, it makes us sound important.
But, as soon as you get yourself some clients, they’ll quickly figure out that you’re a, well, solo-preneur anyway.
And, if you’re doing a good job, and you’re actually providing real value, well, my guess is they’re recommend you to others, in (great) part, because they are getting YOU.
YOU, who takes care of them.
YOU, who can make real decisions, like “heck, have this spelt-bun instead of the wheat-version”.
YOU, who is a human being instead of a faceless corporation.
So, why not be proud of being the Chief-And-Only-YOU-Officer – and heck, if you put CAOYO as job-title, you’ll even have something to talk about – sounds far more interesting than “President” … unless you are a real Mr President of course.