LAYLA
One week after my second episode of Three Single Guys airs, I drag myself back up the stairs of my building, utterly exhausted.
It’s nine PM, and I’ve been up working since five this morning. I’ve spent all day at the warehouse unit I use to store all of my products, doing product quality checks and packing orders. My back is burning from hunching over the label address machine. My eyes are blurry from triple-checking every receipt. My fingers are sore and smudged with pink, where the colour from the pink tissue paper I use to wrap smaller items has come off.
But I am very, very happy.
My sales numbers have absolutely skyrocketed since the last episode of Three Single Guys came out. It’s amazing. I haven’t seen numbers this high since Christmas.
Just yesterday, I had over 200 o
