The other day my wife and I bought a new car, an electric one. Oh and it was used, not really new.
We spent quite a bit of time chatting with the owner of the dealership, and he talked at length about how much he wanted to help us all get away from petroleum products. His bit in this was to only sell used electric cars. Honestly, he didn't seem all that concerned about us buying at that time. He said he knew that we would get one eventually, and hoped that it would be sooner rather than later.
Well, in the end, we got one.
When we came back to do the paperwork, I brought him a Mobius Ball as a gift, to say thanks for what he was trying to do in the world. He played with it while we went over all the papers, and then asked how much more Mobius Balls were. After telling him the price, he said he wanted 20 to give as gifts.
Wow. 20? That's quite a few.
I went home, polished up a new batch, and went back to deliver them. No problem.
Well, he was out on the lot, and didn't have the cash on him. Could I, he wondered, send him an invoice and let him e-transfer the money? Sure. No prob.
I went back home, typed up a simple invoice, and sent it.
All is good.
I'm sitting back in my chair watching the little icon spinning in the corner of my e-mail saying that it's sending and receiving when up pops a new e-mail. The subject? "20 Mobius Balls". Hmmm.
I must have sent it to myself by accident.
And so I opened it up and it's this guy from Saskatchewan who has been buying Mobius Balls for his school for years wanting to know if he can buy some more, like 20 or so.
It must have taken me a few minutes to realize what I was reading.
I guess I have to polish some more.
