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She blinded him with whiteness - 2008-07-25
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7:22 p.m. - 2008-05-16
The 1st market. Interesting. Mostly fun. But so cold and wet it'll take the rest of the night to warm up. I am soooo glad I decided to snag my denim jacket on my way out this morning. I was wearing a long cardigan already but thought it couldn't hurt to take my denim jacket too. At the time I thought it would be an either/or/neither situation if the day went like yesterday and alternated spitz of rain with warm sun. HA! Turned out I sported the bag lady look all day with the denim over the sweater (which hung out below the jacket's hem by a foot) and my jaunty beret pulled down like a floppy stocking cap. It's the middle of May, who expects howling wind, temps in the mid-40's and icy downpours? But having my growl about the lousy weather out of the way I can go on with the good stuff. Of which there was plenty. I expect this will be quite the worthwhile market, even today, an opening day with frigid rain pissing down, there were customers. A good 90% of the browsers ended up buying too. If they stopped long enough to be cajoled into trying a sample then they bought. I'd like to say it was my fantastic sales pitch, but it was really the cheese and the fudge. One taste and people were hooked. I can tell already that by mid-season I will be thoroughly sick of "Ew, goat cheese. I tried it once and it was gross." This is where Super Shark steps in and nods knowingly, assures the squicked out potential patrons their negative experience with nasty too strong goat cheese is about to flipped on its head when they try our lovely, smooth and creamy goat cheese. So they try, they light up with yummy delight and they buy. Another cool thing is the other vendors are super nice. The old timers were eager to make friends and assure us the season starts slow but by mid-June it'll be booming. Of this I had no doubt, I used to be a fairly regular patron myself. On a good weather day the market aisles are so crowded it's hard to navigate. GBW snagged herself a terrific regular slot. Under a very shady tree and according to the vendor next-door our backs are to the sun, the vendors across from us fry their brains out. I'm not glad anyone has to fry, but I'm damn glad it won't be us. Because despite today's chilly damp, my big worry is the heat. I can't take it. But hopefully with the tree, the good placement and GBW's sun-proof marquee I'll be okay. Amazing how easy it was to put my shark hat back on. A little rusty at first and that was mostly from not being familiar yet with the product and patter, but as the day wore on I was happy to see I was in the groove and upselling like a champ. No, I am not one of those obnoxious pushy salespeople, I'm a delightful pushy salesperson. Smiley, nice and so gosh darn happy to make sure my customers have everything they need it's never obvious they didn't need any goat cheese, let alone the combo pack and some fudge to go with it. But when I'm done with my pitch they think they do and go away pleased as punch with their purchases. Best of all, they come back and buy again. Cars, kaleidoscopes, goat cheese, as long as I like what I'm selling and honestly believe it's an outstanding product then I can sell the hell out of it. So even if I'm useless at midwifing a kid, mucking stalls or milking, GBW has a pal who's got her back and able to help with something. As fantastic as she is that one-woman show she was running was wearing her to a shadow. Now I going to go make another vat of tea and continue thawing out.
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