Tuesday, March 24, 2009

A Business Exchange

Do you like my new business card I made? Of course you do! At all of these events and meetings I have been going to lately, people pass out their business cards like bad advice (the clever answer Husband gave when I said, "what do people hand out a lot?"). I have a theory- you see, when I started working at my current job, they had to order me some business cards- minimum 1,000 cards. Who needs that many business cards (especially for work email-unless you are one of those peeps that goes to conferences and travels a lot-which is not me)?? Not I - I have decided people go to events just so they can get rid of these things. 

Of course, I am only kidding. I love business cards. They are so handy- it's easier to remember peoples' names with a business card (and by that, of course, I mean they are great because you don't actually have to remember the person's name because it's right there on the business card), it cuts down on those awkward "you can reach me at blah blah blah phone number/email" (which is what I was doing with my work card and just turning it over and writing my regular info on it), and it gives you another thing to judge a book on if not solely by its cover. I kid. I kid. I just needed another reason why business cards are great and I got distracted and forgot my other clever reasons. They are just great time-saving, handy-dandy little containers of self.  

Although I do love giving out my impressive work business card, I just didn't like giving out my work email and phone number for calls and emails I knew would be unrelated to work. So since I love designing business cards (a nerdy hobby of mine), I just decided to make a personal one as my weekend project. I actually got some of the design inspiration from one of my fellow college communication friends, Paula (we also went to high school together), who is fabulous and during a slow day in class she did something somewhat similiar with the larger letters. When I had them printed though, I was disappointed with the coloring and cutting. The color appeared darker when printed and the side and top trims were unevenly cut- but I still love them and nobody looks that closely to business cards, right? Either way.... Let me know what you think!

ANIB-SHO

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Lawyers Lack Good Humor

Watching Boston Legal...

"That's the kind of lawyer I want to be!" laughed Husband (very happy and excited) watching Denny Crane act lovably crazy.

"Me too!" said Wife (me, very happy and excited too). "Can I be a lawyer too?"

"You can get me a Good Humor bar (strawberry shortcake ice cream bar).........Paralegal," said Husband.

"WHAT? You don't think I could be a good lawyer?" said Wife. 

"You have a really cute nose... I hope our kids get your nose," said Husband, trying to distract Wife from his previous comment. 

"You want our kids to look just like me. That's what you always say. What part of you would you like our kids to get from you? huh? huh? huh? what part, Husband?" the Wife said, raising her voice at what he would say or not-say-but-imply next (he thinks he is soooo much smarter than me). 

"I don't know..." Husband stalled, starting to smile because he knows Wife knows exactly what it is that he wants his kids to genetically inherit from him (the Brains). 

"Say it, Husband. Say it!" exclaimed Wife. 

Husband continues to deny knowing what Wife is talking about.

LIAR! It is true what they say about Lawyers... I don't want to be one anyway... (even though everyone says I should be one). 

Love and Junk

*Please Note: In all fairness, Husband did actually call me "Counselor" instead of "Paralegal" but I thought the story would be conveyed better the other way- because if you heard him say it, he did not mean "Counselor". Either way, he will pay. And paralegals probably actually do all the work anyway... Lawyers Shmawyers, they just sign the papers and play golf.*


Name That Tune

"Let's play 'Name that Tune'!" - Northerner 

"I suck at this game, I don't know singers or bands or names of songs, I have to sing the chorus just so people know what song I am referring to and even then I have troubles." - Me

Game progresses nonetheless. 

"Okay, your turn." -Northerner

Country music song starts to play...

(We're in Teams)

"Well, Amber? You know this one, c'mon..." -Northerner Team Mate

"What? Just because I am from Tennessee, you assume that I know the answer?" -Me

"Well, you are from Nashville. Isn't that, like, the Country Music Capital of the world?" - Northerner Non-Team Mate

"So, what? You think it's programmed into us?" - Me

"Well.... you tell us, is it?" -Northerner Team Mate

Time is running out...

Team is looking toward me hopefully...

Me, reluctantly, "I Try to Think About Elvis by Patty Loveless."

Team cheers, Everyone laughs, Northerners say their 'I told you SOs' 

"It's not fair, really. That's like the only one I would ever know and that's because it was so popular." -Me

"Mmmmhmmm..." - Northerners

"Northerners." - Me