When I decided it was finally time to get a small-ish cabinet for organizing my archives of our print promotional materials, I drew a quick stick-figure thing of some cubbies and asked Thad – an employee at our Tempe store – to build it for me.

The inspiration source: my drawing. Perhaps it was the whole "pizza-n-beer-on-me" thing that got his attention?
A week later, he called and said it was finished and ready to be picked up.
Knowing what I told him, and knowing how pathetic my drawing was, and knowing my criteria (“Ummm, I need a thing that holds some stuff . . “), I expected something made of Baltic Birch or maybe just MDF.
You know, something utilitarian; it just made sense to me.
Thad didn’t quite understand my expectations. He built a fine piece of furniture instead. And there’s a good reason for it – building fine furniture is just his style. 





