Freelance Designer & Photographer - Day 139
Finally, I’m working a startup company. Some friends are willing to hire me to handle their business’ look and feel. During my first meeting, I couldn’t help but get excited with what I could offer them. There’s an evident passion in me in regards to these sorts of projects. I want to help my friends and I want them to succeed. From friendship to a business relationship, I’m sure this will be quite the adventure I’ve been looking for.
For starters, they have their product, logo and mascot already set. This helps me a ton as I can jump right in a assist in some damage control. A revamp of the overall design and some new collateral materials, as well as some photography are on the horizon.
rhodeskc asked: Don't give up Jessica!! THERE'S STILL TIME TO THROW HIM DOWN A WELL AND FORCE HIM TO PUT LOTION ON!!!
Don’t give her any bright/dark ideas…
Anonymous asked: How did you and jessssssica meet?
A little over a year ago, Jessica asked me about Absinthe, via Tumblr, when I was making cocktails one evening. Unknowing if she was a big black man or a weirdo ready to throw me down a well and force me to put lotion on, I invited her out to Downtown Cocktail Room for a little Absinthe flight, where she would have the opportunity to learn a few things. We started texting a bit more here and there and I caught a glimpse or two of the wylin’ hair in pictures and I really wanted to meet her.
She came downtown one evening while I was out with friends. I finally met her in person and thought she was such a babe. I walked her over to DCR and she met some of my closest friends… The first instance set the tone for the rest of our relationship:
Me: Hey Mike, this is my friend Jessica…
Mike: Is this your first time meeting in person?
Jessica: Yeah, I wanted to meet him in a public place, just to be safe.
Mike & I: Safety First…
Jessica: … and then Teamwork.
… I stared at her in awe for a moment. Her witty remarks intrigued me. My adoration grew and the night went from DCR to the Griffin. The group of us danced and had a blast. We had to sober up a bit and I walked her over to her Pussywagon (yes, she drove a truck at the time and had the Pussywagon keychain) and she let me drive it. Bench seat, arm over and all. We made our way for a very early breakfast at Tiffany’s. We chatted it up and really began to hit it off. Mike stopped by to check on me and saw that things were good, because that’s what you do when you’re money, baby.
Jessica and I made our way back to my car and just talked in her truck for another hour or so. It was a good night/morning and when 5am struck, we needed to part ways…
The rest is history and she’s stuck around since. Sans her two week hiatus because of some weird reason this independent and strong black woman didn’t want no man interfering with her life. (I’ll never let her live that down.)
So, yeah… I really like her. Since we’re getting our shit together now days, we’ll be moving into a place together Downtown and living it up for the time being while we save up over the coming years, travel, and live a happy life.