Posted 11/19/2005 11:22 pm
Yeah, Gil, I'm afraid catman is right. Chalk it up to a cost of doing business. I suppose the lady could have been a little more diplomatic, however.
Reminds me of a major yard sale I had planned a couple years ago. I had worked for weeks on its preparation and come the week of the big sale, I did nothing else but get everything ready. I had a big tent out, every table, sawhorse, and flat surface I could get my hands on, and worked past midnight getting everything outside, tagged, covered, and ready to start at 9AM the next morning. Then the National Weather Service said, "Yes, indeedy, people, Hurricane Isabel is gonna hit close to home.". So, I went back outside, took everything off the tables and either put them back into the tent or took them inside. Isabel only dumped a lot of rain and went through quickly, so I was up at oh-dark-hundred (0500) putting it all back together for the start time of 9AM. Never made it: people started showing up at 6AM and by 9AM, I was half sold out, the yard was a sea of mud, and I was highly disorganized. Closed it all down by noon and went back to bed after selling 95% of everything I had put out.
Cookies crumble in strange ways.
Fred
Reminds me of a major yard sale I had planned a couple years ago. I had worked for weeks on its preparation and come the week of the big sale, I did nothing else but get everything ready. I had a big tent out, every table, sawhorse, and flat surface I could get my hands on, and worked past midnight getting everything outside, tagged, covered, and ready to start at 9AM the next morning. Then the National Weather Service said, "Yes, indeedy, people, Hurricane Isabel is gonna hit close to home.". So, I went back outside, took everything off the tables and either put them back into the tent or took them inside. Isabel only dumped a lot of rain and went through quickly, so I was up at oh-dark-hundred (0500) putting it all back together for the start time of 9AM. Never made it: people started showing up at 6AM and by 9AM, I was half sold out, the yard was a sea of mud, and I was highly disorganized. Closed it all down by noon and went back to bed after selling 95% of everything I had put out.
Cookies crumble in strange ways.
Fred
