We’re going to make pretzels. Or bags, whatever.
You know that episode of The Simpsons (nerd alert!) when Marge buys a pretzel franchise and it’s failing so Homer gets Fat Tony to beat up all the other snack food vendors so Marge will succeed? But then the Mafia come for their percentage of the profits, that percentage being 100%, and you have 24 hours to give us our money, and to show you we’re serious… you have 12 hours? And then Marge and Homer don’t know what to do because they don’t have enough money to give Fat Tony and then Marge says, ‘we’re going to do what we do every day, we’re going to make pretzels!‘ and then there’s a gang war on their front lawn?
Well today was like that. Except I’m making bags and there’s no gang war on the front lawn.
Not yet anyway.