well, its been almost 2 weeks since i took a break from india prompted by the fact that the entire country (yes, entire) was acting like a bitch towards me. so i started talking about other important things, like my sister, minxeses (minkseses?) and my handicapped dog. as you do.
but now that’s all over. i am pleased to announce that after some heavy drinking, new earphones to listen to marvin gaye and an empathetic email from my friend josh – i am ready to end my really big fight with india.
i’m a little sad actually, because it was kind of fun being angry at 1.2 billion people for a while. sigh.
no, but realistically, i guess now is a good time to start an upswing because i had a good week. minus the fact that i caught the flu during the first half, i had a stellar few days visiting clients and their businesses in the field.
since my interest is primarily in financial services small businesses, it was wonderful to finally meet some truly amazing entrepreneurs who have literally pulled their family out of poverty.
at the risk of losing your easily-distracted interest (you’re basically cats, people), i will only tell you one story.
i met a guy who takes old pants, pulls them apart and recycles them to make kicky shorts. he uses scraps of cloth from other garment vendors to add design detail to the new shorts and even resells the zippers from the original pants to make additional profit.
so not only is the guy running a highly environmentally-friendly social business, but he’s making a killing while doing it. he has been able to transform his family’s lifestyle.
it’s so f*&king badass!
on top of my field visits, work in general has been going suspiciously well. i feel like i might be earning a smidge of respect from my colleagues and that my projects have a small hope of being successful. don’t get me wrong, i’m still my perpetually cynical self – but at least there is a glimmer of hope now.
so in celebration of the end of the big fight and my better-than-most week – i am currently drinking around 2 L of homemade sangria for which i trekked across the city this morning to procure the fixins.
now, i plan on getting completely belligerent and dancing around my apartment for the next 3 hours to 60’s rock and roll.
wish you were here yet?