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TCS: Making Wishes

Today is a wish day.
I wish that when I sold items from the corporate hangar it showed as the corporation selling items instead of the individual corporation member.
"You are way to hopeful that they'll fix your thing," Ender said to me. And yes, there is truth in his rational thought process. But my process? It is not a rational one. It is a simple want. I want it. To an extent I roleplay my store. I want people to buy from TCS. I want them to figure out how the billboard code works and let me advertise on a the billboards. I want to do fun things like that! I want my market to be more fun then I am already having. I love this 'store' concept I've built. It is one of the very tangible things I pride myself in having and maintaining in Eve.

Since returning from Syndicate, I've upgraded my other TCS Employees to Tycoon, increasing my market order load. Right now, Bosena consumes about 700 orders for me. That is with me not stocking some things like fuel and ozone. The spreadsheet denizens .01 ISK me out of that market. It is fine with me, I have plenty of other things to keep listed. But it is a lot of stuff. I miss things and forget things. I may have to look into some type of more complex spreadsheet because Eve Mentat randomly misses items that run out. Then one of my boys will notice an absolutely random item hole in the market.

One interesting side effect of that towering pile of market orders is my growing comfort level with modules. I've learned a lot about a lot of things. Yet, there is always more. Altaen pointed out that I didn't have brawling rigs for frigates. Now, I am stocking them and seeing how they sell.

I also have to face my biggest evil in game (after solo PvP). That is the missiles. I hate missiles. I feel stupid with them. Their names (which I know are less complex then they used to be) and which ones people actually use and which ones they want and that I need a dozen types for every single launcher and ughhhhh run on sentences rule. But, the boys want them, and I slog through the missile market, slowly learning and absorbing them and what they do. After all, Drakes still sell and I should not neglect the missile market! But how it ties me in knots! I try to learn from the missile users but they just prattle off a half dozen indecipherable names, my eyes glaze, and I thank them while the information oozes out of my ear.

I also started re-listing industrials. They stopped selling for a while and I stopped listing them. However, Robinton pointed out that Bosena gets an insane amount of traffic from high sec warping to the station. I decided to do a trickle feed of haulers again and they have started moving nicely.

And yes, I stock warpcore stablizers.

P.S. I am comfortable with believing that these improvements wishes will happen when they finally touch the corporation interface. I just want to make my wishes now.

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