I roll my eyes. He’ll let me? As if I need his permission to change the conversation. “Come on. Tell me what you got.”
He removes a folder from his backpack. “Now, these are merely ideas. They need to be worked on further.” He opens the folder and pulls out a few sheets of paper, which he slides across the table to me.
My mouth drops open as I look at the different logo designs for Shorty’s Brewing Sensation. They are awesome. “Wow. Did you draw these?”
I shift through the different designs. There’s one for each type of beer I brew – Shout but Stout, Shorty’s Holiday Brew, and Shorty’s Session IPA.
We spend the next hour discussing my brewing brand and some marketing techniques. Grayson is really into this marketing stuff. His hands are moving all over the place as he explains his different ideas for each social media platform.
I’m not sure I’m ready for the next step. This marketing stuff is pretty professional. Nothing about it spells hobby. No, if I’m going to take this step then I need to be sure I’m serious about the brewing business.
And then there’s You Cheat, We Eat. Can I combine working there with running a brewery? And what if the joy of brewing is lost to me when I make it a business?
As I shut the door behind Grayson as he leaves, I realize there’s one thing I didn’t think about with regard to the business – my shithead ex. Not one thought of my jerk of an ex entered my mind. Huh. Maybe I don’t need to worry about how running this business will bring up thoughts of the asshole. Maybe I am ready to move forward with this brewing thing without him.