I own my own business.
Running with Scissors is a photography and web design firm… well cause… hey, I’m firm. Whatever. I’m a proprietor now. So why Running with Scissors? Cause I break rules… and for me it evokes an arts & crafts sentiment. It’s better than calling my company, “Rubber Cement.”
Day one of my new business:
I lose my brand new ($500, glare-free, scratch-resistant) glasses somewhere between City Hall and Grand Central Station. Yup, those glasses, right there in the photo. Gone. So now, I’m a squinting success.
I made the man who stamped my business forms shake my hand and wish me luck. (I also make the lotto man actually shake my hand after I buy each ticket.)
I’m opening a business bank account.
Success owns an attaché case. When I was younger, I witnessed fast-paced women in beige trench coats carrying tan briefcases, with a newspaper under a winged arm. I’d look hot in a trench… maybe they’re on sale. I mean come on, that has to be a write-off.