We started doing some work the other day for a new client through my boy Carter.
The next day he showed up at my house with 11 live lobsters. (This is as random as it sounds - the project had nothing to do with seafood) He threw them in my freezer and said they were partial payment for the work we had started - I'm pretty sure he was joking, it was kind of hard to tell.
Gabe and I don't eat seafood. At all. Carter seemed pretty excited so I didn't have the heart to really break it to him. There are a lot of things we would trade design services for - Lakers tickets, frequent flier miles, frozen yogurt... but crustaceans are not one of them. I have a feeling that when Gabe gets back from that office gig he's not going to be happy about this arrangement.
