The Art of Small Business
Dec. 27th, 2012 12:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alisa_lebeau_v3Alisa B. LeBeau sat in her the finely furnished loft/office she lived in. This part of owning a small business was a pain, waiting for a client to make a call or knock on the door. Of course she did herself no favors with being as blunt as she was with clients on the artwork they acquired. But it did give her a respect in the art world. She was one of the few authenticators who refused to sugar coat the obvious to the rich and famous, she told it as it is.
Her clients were wealthy and often referred to her by word of mouth. While most were furious at how she handled their "crises" with fake artwork or artifacts, they would eventually calm down and call her back to go with them to try and but legit artwork.
"If only dey contact me in de first place, I wouldn' 'ave a headache wit' all de stupidity dey t'row my way." She muttered to herself, leaning back in her chair with her legs propped up on her desk. Was it so hard for the wealthy to be logical?
Dressed in a white dress blouse, some pin stripped pants, and black stiletto high heels, Alisa gave out a yawn at her desk. All she could do for now is relax and hope someone contacts her today. Eventually some moron would call her or knock at her door. Eventually...
Her clients were wealthy and often referred to her by word of mouth. While most were furious at how she handled their "crises" with fake artwork or artifacts, they would eventually calm down and call her back to go with them to try and but legit artwork.
"If only dey contact me in de first place, I wouldn' 'ave a headache wit' all de stupidity dey t'row my way." She muttered to herself, leaning back in her chair with her legs propped up on her desk. Was it so hard for the wealthy to be logical?
Dressed in a white dress blouse, some pin stripped pants, and black stiletto high heels, Alisa gave out a yawn at her desk. All she could do for now is relax and hope someone contacts her today. Eventually some moron would call her or knock at her door. Eventually...
