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I keep a stack of GOOHFs on a clip by my door, mostly to soften my
lividity against that class of door-to-door cretins who cannot read TWO
clearly posted signs that say, "ABSOLUTELY NO DOOR-TO-DOOR ANYTHING!" If
they can make it past those and still have the nerve to knock on a door,
they're gonna need one of those -- literally. And whenever I needed to
walk across the street to get a note to my late landlord and close
friend, I'd jot it down on the back of a GOOHF and hand it to the
receptionist -- the cards quickly became my trademark. With a bright
orange GOOHF sitting on his desk, he knew I'd been by long he even made
it through his office door.
Cliff, Oregon
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