Don't give up!

It's time to get to work on selecting textile materials for baggicase. The task isn't easy. I need to find a company that specializes in working with technical textiles , one that makes technical clothing with very specific characteristics. I think the ideal solution would be for them to be the manufacturer of the fabric so that, with their authorization, I can access the material without restrictions. The search on the network begins. I compile a bunch of phone numbers and email addresses, create an email with my needs and a great deal of kindness, and send it. I also visit a mountain shop in Madrid that handles this type of material and about which I'd heard good things. My ear-to-ear grin upon entering is nothing compared to the serious, bored expression of the woman behind the counter. As soon as I walk in, I hear people working in the workshop attached to the sales area; I can hear knocks and sewing machines in operation. Good morning! I wanted to ask if you have a couple of minutes... Her response, accompanied by her serious expression, wasn't very encouraging to me. From that moment on, we engaged in a conversation that veered from a more or less friendly listening to irritation. The woman thought I was quite foolish for trying to start something in this world we live in , and she felt she had every right to tell me so, and with very ill-advised words. All this while I was receiving calls from friends on the store's landline to whom I had to tell, with all my heart, that I was busy. I looked for a moment to say goodbye and as soon as I could I got out of there quickly. I came home feeling quite upset, and the bitter taste left by the previous experience turned into hope when I received a call from the manager of a technical textiles company who had received my email. Hi, are you Javier, right? Explain to me more about what you want to do. Wow! My chance. Pretty nervous, I started explaining everything to him. I probably had too much information, and I probably didn't have enough, but I couldn't have done so badly when he called me back to his company 15 days later. There I went, with all my designs and ideas thoroughly reviewed. I was greeted by a very kind person who empathized with the person in front of me. He listened to me and gave all the advice he could. He showed me the fabrics they use for technical mountain clothing, an incredible range of textiles, features, and colors . He told me they could develop the prototype since they have a team dedicated to it, but of course, the cost would be high. A prototype team working on something for hours can't be cheap. I was willing to pay whatever it took; the future of baggicase lay there, and I was sure they were going to make something really good. But he had saved the best for last. He told me that if I wanted, he'd put his entire factory, fabrics, and machinery at my disposal so I could come and work whenever I wanted. I just had to cover the cost of the materials I used. I couldn't believe it! I thanked him and promised to use everything with the utmost care. As we said goodbye, he said to me, "I bet there's nothing more important to you than baggicase right now." The next day he was already there in his work clothes.