Business cards everywhere.  One of the things I hate most about being in sales.  I laugh at it through.  Why do I collect them?  Do I call on all these people?  And who uses business cards anymore?

I have one, but I rarely have one on me, even when I should.

My attitude is sharp this morning, changed to my benefit. Making me more the writer and “professor” I hope to be.  NO— that I am.

I have to thank he Nurse, for continuously calling me her professor, or cute professor, or smart-ass professor. She is the reason the story is where it is and where it’s going.

Need coffee.