team raw moms just made what could have turned into a most serious party foul- after feverishly unloading into our super awesome lockable room [diligently] the night before our next sale, exhausted we hopped into our [so far] faithful truck (whom we've endearingly named 'boris). as we sped down the completely unlit country roads to our hotel that was a solid 25 minutes away from our sale, we were listening to a scary book on tape to really set the mood. the author was detailing the characters' luggage which made me think of our own luggage........which was sitting on the curb outside of the building where our sale will be tomorrow. YIKES! (we took them out first to get them outta the way) thankfully, and i mean THANKGODFULLY when we got back to the campus our luggage was still sitting on the curb. wheww, we narrowly escaped impending disaster with that one.
other than that, when i looked up information on the city that our sale was taking place in, the very first (and only) thing that came up is that it is proudly the birthplace of the republican party. as part of our hotel's guest manual, there is an entire section dedicated to local church locations. suffice to say, we're a little out of our element. thank fuck its a short sale.
while we were simultaneously unloading and sweating profusely, one of the dining hall employees (who seemed maybe a little slow) asked us if we carried a poster of the rapper 'gucci' who neither me nor my partner had heard of. after mistaking a box of magnets and postcards for hackey sacks (sp?) she asked us if she could sell her homemade jewelry line at our sale. hmmm...
another funny/aggravating thing that has happened was at the end of our last sale. we had been at the school for a while and made some friends and began recognizing faces. there was one girl who had shown up every day of our 5 day sale and bought copious amounts of posters on each occasion. sometimes she would show up more than once a day, but surprisingly never inquired about our student helper signs. on one of these occasions she debated for ~10 minutes on whether or not she should purchase two packs of poster tack or just one. in fact she was so perplexed and indecisive that she called her mother via cell phone to ask her mother's opinion (momentarily holding up the short line that had developed). fret not BTW, she indeed ended up with two packs of tacks and 4 posters, just in that round alone. at around 6:55 pm on the last day of our sale, we were getting things ready to begin loading all of our wares into Boris when said girl showed up offering her help for these free posters we had advertised. not only did she manage to be completely useless and absolutely annoying, but after our other student helpers had loaded every last thing into the truck, she said "so should i pick out my poster now??" WHATTT ::vein above eye pulsates:: my partner was more apt to deal with this situation than i, so they went out to the truck where she was offered any poster that was easily accessible. this girl then persisted about needing a specific poster (palm tree/beach-scape) until she managed to frustrate my partner into moving shit around to get this poster. yeeeesh.
tomorrow we hope to make our projection because the number seems somewhat reasonable, but this entire city has a population of 6,000 and the school has a population smaller than our projection number. for now, were going to fall asleep to the soft hum of ghost hunters on the tube and bask in the wonder of having gained an hour by crossing into the central time zone.
hoohah hoorah!
-RM
No comments:
Post a Comment