The Beginning...

If you're not into this entry; please feel free to bypass it. It'll only make me cry a little. /emo

Rewind to 09/11/2001: The planes hit and what was starting to be a budding business of mine tumbled just like the Towers did. Luckily Amy was making enough money at her job that it wasn't a ruinous event for us. But by December I was tired of Driving from the Westside of Pensacola to Ft. Walton Beach everyday to a job that barely paid for the gas to and from said job. The only thing that kept me going over there was the fact that the people I worked with were some of the coolest people I had ever known, I had the freedom to dress and look as I pleased and most importantly(for the purposes of this Blog); I loved driving.
At some point after Thanksgiving I was brainstorming for a way I could make money while still retaining my identity AND that included driving. I toyed with the idea of Truck Driving. I even applied to and was accepted to a Training School. But the thought of being away from home for weeks(or months) at a time was depressing. Not to mention I didn't fit the conventional Truck Driver mold(not that I'm into molds but it played a part). So then I contemplated local delivery for a mainstream company such as Coca-Cola or Budweiser. The driving was there but the keeping of my identity part wasn't. Scratch that.
Then I found myself in Books-A-Million one day browsing through a Small Business magazine and saw a small entry about creating a courier service that ran papers and documents for businesses. That sounded a bit promising so I did a bit of market research. I started searching the Pensacola News Journal for other courier companies that were trying to drum up business or were hiring. That's when I ran across an ad Yellow Cab Drivers. Did they wear uniforms and look like sheeple? I had no idea. Did I choose my own schedule? Again, no idea. I had to find out. Picked up the phone and dialed 433-3333....

Tune in next time for the exciting conclusion of "The Beginning..." (Part 2)