Sometimes I find when I’ve retold a story a number of times, I lose the writing narrative of that story and it can take change of venue or thought process for it to return. So, while I was fully prepared to regale our customers with wonderful adventures of the oldest kid and I in the vast wilderness boundary between the United States and Canada, I’m stuck. Mr. PQ and I are heading back up north this weekend to cheer on Grandma’s Marathon participants, so perhaps by returning to the scene of the crime, I’ll get my mojo back.
I desperately need my mojo back, we are busy preparing for the release of iPhone 6 and I am having the damnedest time stringing my thoughts together. Perhaps I just need the World Cup #ibelievethatwewillwinit to conclude.
Here’s how I know I’m losing my mind: Brian texted the other day to inform me that a major online magazine wants to feature our packaging in an article. I had to think for awhile about why on earth someone thinks Fedex and USPS mailing envelopes are interesting. Then it hit me, “Oh, he means the brown parcel paper and wax stamps we wrap each iPhone and iPad case in prior to shipping”. Yes, this would be the packaging we spent a lion’s share of 2013 designing. Good lord, how do I forget these things?
Then I was busy adding some items into our accounting inventory, among which were the nifty little Japanese mini pens we include with every Odyssey Wallet. A rather handy and completely gorgeous wallet to take on your travels, the pen being our subtle amuse-bouche to the full entree of detail we impart to each product design. For the life of me, I couldn’t remember the name of this wallet. So, I dialed up Pad & Quill on my phone, hit the home page and found Odyssey, the name I was seeking. The full context of this being, I’m the one tasked with contriving names that will amply convey the emotive feel and functionality of each bag, case or book we design. I think I’ll blame alien abduction for this one.
However, I did notice on our mobile site that wallets are not included in the scroll view, and that seems an oversight on our part. If I don’t even know that wallets we carry, how do we expect the average shopper to discover them? Proof that even a blind squirrel occasionally finds a nut. Even a squirrel suffering from premenopausal disorder, or alien derangement syndrome.
That’s how I’d also explain this nifty little piece of history as well. Baby shipping. My apologies in advance if you open your mailbox to find a little baby quill wrapped in parcel paper?!