Meeting with clients the other day, wore my blue suit and drove the Electra since the president is a car guy and wanted to see my latest acquisition.
The meeting went very well and I hope to have his company as a sponsor for the 2011 season, but trying not to count my chicks before they hatch.
Felt like quite the executive, suit, big car and with the Stones , Gimmie Shelter on the 8 track (well playing through an old cassette adapter hooked to my ipod) it was quite the seventies flash back. I was still playing with Hot Wheels sized cars in the seventies.
Hard not wonder if they would have listened to April (met with president, VP and Marketing head who was a woman) especially if they knew me before.
The meeting was a hit and quite a high, for a short while I felt great but you can't constantly bat home runs to chase the blues away.
When looking up videos for this post I came across that great scene near the end of Goodfellas where the Henry Hill character is going crazy trying to do a dozen things at once, seems like my life sometimes, minus the strung out on coke part... enjoy:
