Introducing…b.madison

Come visit if you are in the Southern Hemisphere.

Lost in a Bad Translation

One of our employees at the store has reasonable English, and because my Spanish is crap and she is studying tourism and is needing to practice her English on me, she more often than not speaks to me in English. I appreciate her effort and for the most part her knowledge of spoken English is very good. There have been occasions though where things are not quite right and I either want to laugh, cry or strangle her. It always depends on how rested I am and if I can tolerate yet another communication challenge.

Day one and $68p later

Today we opened the store. It was a lot of fun. We had quite a few people walk in and look around, despite the rain. I think there were a fair number of people shocked by the prices (it is expensive) but almost everyone told us how beautiful everything looked and and several neighbors, many of them gay, where very welcoming and complementary and just happy to have us in the neighborhood.

I have to go to work tomorrow..at least it is not at a bowling alley

Its been a long time since I have had a paying job. When I worked, I was reasonably capable at my job and I had pride in what I accomplished and found great pleasure in what having a living wage afforded me. Its been 12 years more or less since I have been involved in a commercial enterprise and tomorrow a friend and I are opening a store in Buenos Aires.

I feel like I have NO FUCKING idea what I am doing. In fact, I am fairly certain that I do not know what I am doing at all. Not a clue. No relevant reference point, no reason to think I will succeed. I have never done anything in the retail world except consume. So as we get closer to our opening (Tomorrow!?!?) I am finding myself in a incredibly uncomfortable yet weirdly exciting place in my life. And I guess that is what living is all about.