I had to call out my minions...

Because we had to ship off our New York Fabric to California. As I might have mentioned the fucking Chinese cunt who was doing my manufacturing has been ripping me off like crazy and when we started questioning her she was suddenly too "busy" to do our stuff. So we had to collect all of our fabric and ship it to Cali for it to be done about 80% cheaper.

Omar and I got the stuff and brought it to the back store which is still waiting for the construction to start. We got the guys together and started packing up the fabric.

We wrapped the fabric up in brown paper and then put it in the plastic fabric shipping sleeves that I had to buy to ship it without damages. Sometimes we combined a few rolls that only had odds and ends on it.

We had to pack up and label about twenty five rolls of fabric. We had twist ties for the end after we got all of the air out of the envelopes. With the World Cup blaring in the background on a Iphone we worked away a Sunday afternoon.

Thank God I have every Bangledeshi cab driver in Brooklyn on my payroll or I would never get anything done.

Now they are working on running my cable line to the next room. Life is strange sometimes.

I had to call out my Minions.

I had to call out for reinforcements on Tuesday to get ready for the work to be done on the store. Omar had to call Hassan to come help carry the furniture and use his cab to move some of his pieces. It's pretty funny that I use cabs instead of rental trucks to move stuff but that is how we roll.

I have a whole platoon of Bengali workers who will come at a moments notice to help me out. Of course that means that south Brooklyn is missing a bunch of car service drivers but hey waddayagonnado?

My needs come first.

They took the table apart so we could paint the two halves so they can be affixed to the wall as decoration and as a selling platform. To think I didn't have to pay a high priced consultant to come up with that idea.