Here it is, Sunday afternoon, and I’m working in the shop. I promised two customers that they can come in on Monday and Tuesday to pick up–two days that I’m closed–because customer service requires compromise. The two orders are a total of 17 pieces. I’m not going to make much money because I’m bad on charging enough for my work.
But the customer is always right.
Speaking of work ethic, here’s a post that hints at change that reveals itself in its early stages.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology