Living in a preppy neighborhood, there were lots of families with pets. In particular, a lot of these families were working quite a bit, in order to afford their comfortable lifestyles, so the pets were Therefore it was fairly obvious that people needed someone to walk their dogs. After setting up her own business, Danielle thought the money would flow in. That wasn't the case-Doug and Jimmy a few blocks over had more or less cornered the market in this aspect; it's hard to beat established services, especially when their rates were rather cutthroat.
Realizing that more people would hire her dog walking services if she stood out, Danielle had an epiphany-out of towners were more trusted because they had a clean slate with which to work with. Nobody really knew your good and bad habits, which in turn meant you could craft your reputation. Enter "Gabby," everybody's soon-to-be favorite curvy dog walker. This particular bodysuit was customized specifically to shake things up, which was worth it given that it costed her an arm and a leg (that butt costed extra, on top of everything else); this soon became a trifling matter as she soon made all that money and more back from eager customers. The breath of fresh air was something needed in a community that prided itself on routine. People loved how sassy, confident, and above all else, wonderful she was with peoples' pets! (She also got a chance to strut her stuff as part of this invented persona, proving that the "fake it til you make it" is a viable strategy.) Lord knows how many times she was invited into homes after her services weren't needed, but hey, that comes with the territory. At the end of the day, not only was she kicking Doug and Jimmy's asses for walking dogs, but she felt ever-so-fantastic while doing so!
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