Day Five: PGMHOFD

The fifth day or “potential get my hands on funding day” as it became known to nobody but myself (hence forth known as PGMHOFD.) In my head I had all these scenarios planned out that mainly went along the lines of talking to the big bad manager of the funding scheme and being outwitted in my shoddy small talk then having my business torn to shreds in front of my very eyes while he counts all his money that I won’t be getting. Thankfully this was not the case. 

Actually I could never have predicted the actual case that unfolded before my bewildered eyes. Yes, I explained my business. Yes, the manager was a fantastic, enthusiastic yet down to earth guy. Yes he gave me sound advice to further progress my quest for funding. However (this is a big however – note the subtle change of font size and the less subtle bracket telling you it was a big “however") I didn’t think for a moment that the man entrusted with the faith to guide young businessmen and businesswomen would also be a founding member of a 70’s tribute ect. Actually that’s not to unsurprising, it was more the fact that in this tribute act all the members wear huge black afros while singing their tunes. I may have to repeat that one more time for the people who aren’t paying attention. Huge black afros. 

To demonstrate the hugeness of this afro I’ve drawn a nice little sketch for you.

 It was probably my favourite funding meeting I have had to date mainly because of the high number of big black afro anecdotes and secondly because it’s my first funding meeting. I do hope all future funding meetings have huge black afro anecdotes involved.  I'm meeting with Huge-Afroman again soon to hand over bank details and ID. Promising. I don’t know when I find out if I receive the funding but it’s nice to be taken away from the office library to talk with real life human beings rather than being on the wrong side of a payment processed email. And thus ends PGMHOFD.