"Well, if they’d add bedroom furniture they could also advertise “cross dressers”."
Okay that had me laughing.
Morbid enough between high school and college I worked for a business that specialized in cleaning up after dead bodies(usually when old folks passed away and no one notice for up to a month at a time, but there was the occassional suicide). I was actually thinking if the carpet business did well enough(we don't advertise and I maybe do a 'basic' three times a week[for thirty minutes I pocket fifty bucks off equipment that got left at my place for three months after I notified the original owner who had moved out and sheriff's department], sometimes I get a big job cleaning a whole house doing the deep cleaning, teflon, tile, and dry cleaning of furniture and pocket over four hundred dollars for three hours]) we'd get into the dead body after cleanup(you go to a few seminars, buy the chemicals, can literally learn and be industry certified in a couple weekends.
Okay okay, need those guns to protect yourself from the homicidal pyscho stalking you, who then breaks into your house with a knife or gun looking to kill you, you need the lawyer there with you while the cops ask questions so that while you are emotionally rocked from saving your own life so you properply inform the police of how you legally protected your life, and then the carpet cleaning to get up that pool of blood left from pyscho after you put a double tap in his solar plexus.
Now that I've mulled it over...I'm not going into business with my cousin from Georgia(family way, means pregnant right). I have other options to still get an FFL and grow my instructor gig with far less headache and chances of loss. I've already got a working setup that brings in money so I should just keep growing it slowly to pay the rent and repay the money on the law school loans. I might go into business with my cousin from Miami, she's got six years experience as lawyer (six more as a paralegal and such), and grow the carpet cleaning on another front.
I got lost in a Fairy Tale, and The High Road got me centered in reality. Thanks.
