Tony’s dad (a builder of fine homes), once asked me to order business cards from the print shop for his business. He said “Take this coupon, pick a graphic, maybe some tools or a picture of a house, put that on the card”. So I did that. My blonde self told the printer that tools were a great idea, and Print Shop Guy was kind enough to let me go through the book of pictures and choose just the right one.
The tool graphic that I chose was simple and classic. Classic tools one might use to work on a car. Yes folks, that’s right. Why throw a hammer on an advertisement for a home builder? Wrenches, sockets and screwdrivers really livened up that postage stamp-sized corner of the card – for a man who builds things – with hammers and nails. I remember him getting his large box back from the printer. It was seriously probably 1000 business cards. He was so considerate, though. What I mean by considerate is that this mistake didn’t occur to me until years later, when I recognized those things I picked are
meant for auto repairs. (No one screws a house together, genius!). My point is, he didn’t make me feel like the bonehead I so clearly was, he didn’t even mention it, that I can recall. Kind of like the time I jammed up their garbage disposal with 4 pounds of potato peels, and he had to dismantle it, after a full day of work. (I am pretty sure there was a wrench involved in that, though!)
He kept those cards and used them for years. I’m guessing they were a great icebreaker for prospective new clients, and he got to explain how bright his daughter-in-law was!! I can feel a few of you out there thinking, aha, so that’s where Mavis gets it! What I’m learning though, is where Tony gets it. Both him and his dad are kind and gracious, and I am blessed to have them, and their quick witted sense of humor, in my life.