Keeping It Simple

[eastunder]

Do I remember the 90's? LOLOLOL

I remember walking into some weird trading place in Cherry Creek (in Denver), checking it out with my father, and all the guys staring at me like I had just hexed the place. It was a boy's club. I was a woman in their space. A space that men gathered at to trade online, pound their chests, and draw stick figures on the cave walls. Women were bad luck.

I was 28.

That was back when Computers were the size of carry-on luggage. ;)

Patience is my middle name.