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Luke, I am… The Merchandise Coordinator

Ok… so it would be incredibly sad if you saw me right now. I’m on the verge of a nervous breakdown. The show my fashion show class is putting on later this spring has made me a little… jumpy. Or maybe it’s the second iced coffee I just inhaled? But still, As Merchandise Coordinator, I have a lot of responsibilities and it’ has me stressin’.

Don’t get me wrong, I L-O-V-E every single bit of the whole planning process of producing a fashion show. It makes me HAPPPPPPPY… ok, I think that was the coffee talking, but yes, I love it. So far, I have about ten stores signed up for the show, give or take a few. I have a committee, and I have separated all the stores into groups and have assigned people to each group. At this point, I really don’t know if anyone is actually doing their jobs. I need to step up my game and make sure we get every thing done by the deadlines I set for us.

I think I need another coffee.

Yes, no… yes… no… YES!

Ahhhh, the inner monologue never stops. Coffee wins.

So anyways, where was I? Oh yes, so maybe it’s just me, but I tend to get over excited or over stressed? I don’t know. One thing I do know is that I need to go to at least two of the stores and pick out about fifty outfits for men and women each. Last weekend, I dragged my friend along with me to one of the stores and I made her try on millions of outfits while I vigorously took notes on the whole ordeal.

This coming Wednesday, we care going to have another model casting call. Last time, we had a good turn out and a lot of people came. The Fashion Show Coordinators weren’t satisfied, so we’re opting for another casting call.

Well, have I accomplished anything yet? I know that I need coffee to help me crack the whip on my little minions to get anything done with this show. Other than that… it’s still a work in process. Oh… wow… my body has started to literally vibrate from the coffee overdose. Barista, time to cut me off.