Yay

Yesterday Q and I tried to open shop at Saturday walking street but long, confusing story short we weren't able to.  However, tonight we did get to sell at Sunday walking street.  Our setup was decent and some sprucing up will help sales.  We started around 6ish and ran out of dough by 8.  I thought what I made would get us through all the 324 Oreos we bought but it only got us through about 180.

We'll be "reinvesting" all of the profits until we have all of the equipment necessary to run a tight ship.  I'd like to have the sweetest setup on walking street; after all, money really does make money.

During the week I'll be figuring out a lot of numbers from the night but for now I'm beat and need to get to sleep.

Before I sign off, something funny.  I have a handlebar mustache and so does one of the members of the most popular band in Thailand, Carabao (ka-rda-bao).  Wherever I go I always here someone quietly say to a friend "carabao" and hear giggling.  Sometimes I don't do anything, other times I look at them and smile/laugh/twirl it grimly.  Once a 7-11 employee did it and I looked at them, kind of startling them.  I started to laugh.  They started to laugh.  They tried to stop laughing.  I tried to stop laughing. Then we both kinda tried to stfu and not laugh while I bought things.  I think people in the city recognize me and it's just what they're calling me.

But now...

Now I'm already hearing "fried oreo" and it's been an hour and half since I left.

I think next weekend I'm going to have to go a popular bar and just make it rain packs of Oreos while slamming whiskey.  I'll list it under expenses as "Customer Relations."