my evening

Kelly Clarkson cancelled her show at the fair this evening. I don’t even know who she is, but I know this–she brings in the people. A good rule of thumb: It’s always a good night for sales when Kelly Clarkson plays.

Did she consider how her cancelling might affect, me, the vendor, and my livelihood? No, I’m sure not. Nor did she consider the hundreds of other vendors who were looking forward to the splashes of money from the flood of her presence.

It was around seven thirty and sales weren’t that bad, even considering Kelly’s unexcused absence. I was turning over the new shipment of the Dino set with a vengence. Everyone likes the Dino set. It comes with more bridges than the other two sets.

And then I got a return. A toothless man in one of those rent-a-wheel-chairs sped up to the booth. I hate rent-a-wheel-chairs. “My daughter’s set didn’t have any cars in it. It looked like it had been opened.”

Hmm… I was about to hand him a couple demo cars, but I don’t have that many. I asked if she could bring it back.

A couple minutes later a young mother appeared. She admitted to having been too afraid to come up and complain herself. Too afraid!! To complain to me?! We were instantly friends as we went through her set together. It was true! Her set only contained one car, not the two I had personally pledged came in every set. Her husband was pissed; she wasn’t to return without another car.

I took back the set. I got a different one. We opened it, just to be sure. One car! I cursed the wholesalers that were sending us incomplete sets! My breath was short, but I got it together and gave her a demo car.

At this point I must have sold at least twenty-five of these new Dino sets. That’s twenty-five families that I assured would have two cars that will only have one. It’s one of my main selling points–that two car bit. Twenty-five families angry with me this afternoon–this evening–tomorrow after school–Christmas morning!! The kids, their wails and drooping smiles. The parents–oh, how they will they curse!!

I’m seriously fearing for my karma.

Lets hear from the peanut gallery, eh?

Leave a Reply