On her twenty-third birthday Angela dragged herself out of bed at 5am to get ready for another ten-hour workday. Monday to Friday she did a two hour round trip to various boutique cheese makers before nine am then ran her store until five in the afternoon. However, today was Saturday so she could sleep in a little if she left the paperwork until after work. She struggled out of bed. Better to get up and do it before she opened up her shop. Sunday afternoon at her birthday party, her older sister again started preaching to her about websites. What did the Web have to do with hand-made cheeses? Sick of Helen not taking 'no' for an answer, Angela shifted her ground. "I'd love to have one, but it would be too expensive." "They are cheaper than you'd think." Helen smiled. "I'll pay for it, for two months. Call it an extra birthday present." "Fine, waste your moneyAs long as I don't have to do anything." "Well, you are the cheese frea connoisseur. I'll need a few hours of your time to design your webpage. Tuesday? About three?" A few more hours added to her usual sixty hour week? Helen clearly had no idea how hard Angela worked. "It will have to be after work." So Tuesday, after another ten-hour day, Angela spent time designing a webpage. She listed all of the cheeses she stocked with a standard order form. To her surprise, Helen had the webpage up on the Internet the next day. So Thursday, she stayed after work sending out the two orders that had been placed via the website. The next week, she got a couple of orders, and then it was three or four per week. Angela kept careful track so she could prove it wasn't worthwhile. "Well, Helen. Your webpage has made me a grand total of a hundred bucks." She held out five twenties. "Would you like it to cover the cost of the website?" Helen smiled and leaned across the table. She took one of the offered notes. "That'll cover it." "No, take enough for the whole month." "Sis, twenty will cover the two months I promised, and leave me two dollars tip for my work." The following Tuesday, feeling foolish, Angela started filling orders during quiet times throughout the day, rather than staying after work. So, her days were busier, although back to only ten hours long. However, there was now more quiet time for some reason. Less people were coming into the shop. So on Friday, she had all of Thursday's web orders done by midday. A half hour later, she'd sold the last of the Asadero she hadn't yet wrapped to send out. Hopefully, no-one else would want any.
