Til today ...
Okay, so one can't read it. The fact remains; they came. I'm excited & need to network.
Death of the business card? PAH. I doubt those who profess this have ever experienced the sheer callow joy that sweeps over on receiving them. Almost as swell as having pencils etched in golden with your title; it didn't even matter if they were the worst colouring utensils ever.
I wish to visit every eatery to pop it in the glass jar next to the till (in the hope of winning a meal obvs).
It's the simple things.