……at 8:00am on a Sunday morning a complete stranger waves hello to you with their penis.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I have given up caffeine so I’m not as wide awake in the morning (which is why I thought a nice brisk walk in the rain would do the trick) on my way to the craft show. Imagine my surprise at this lovely Yaletown greeting. After wishing myself blind, I was also subjected to some bad Motown —–I believe by the same offensive waver—but there was no way I was going to turn around to confirm that.
This is when I wished myself temporarily deaf as well.
I ran (not walked) to the nearest open coffee shop and ordered a double shot Americano…straight up please and pondered the event. Was this a sign of some kind for my potential sales for the day or more importantly a sign of the times?
While I am all for extending the hand of friendship…well you get my drift…..
Back to knit talk.
The Roundhouse was an interesting show, but one I do not think I would do again. The venue is lovely, the vendors were terrific(for the most part). However, there is one thing I cannot abide by at a craft show and where I draw the line.
I can’t do shows where other vendors recreate copywrited material for resale and profit. Making something for your own personal use is one thing, but to pass it off as your own design when it is not is just offensive —–and in a juried show, I expect the organizers to have a fibre person in the jury who would be aware of this.
It’s a shame really because I think the show had great potential.
I also succeeded in injurying myself today. Just at the end of the day, I was using the pricing gun to put a hang tag on the baby coat and hat that I was going to be delivering and I price gunned my thumb. Yes, I shot a plastic tag through my skin and priced myself….apparently I am currently on sale for $200.00….any takers….?
I think the massive dose of alcohol should take care of the matter, but I will sleep on it and see. Now is not a good time for my thumb to be behaving like my big toe.
Maybe the wagging penis was a warning of the impending damage to my thumb appendage….Oh, God, just get the image out of my mind, count sheep, yarn, think happy thoughts…
Night all.
LOL! How totally disgustingly funny is that. 🙂 Sickos for sure. I won’t even talk about the time I was riding on public transportation and…… yeah.
No more shooting plastic tabs through your thumb girl, you need that for felting!!
Wow. Sounds like a craptacular day you had!! At least over here with two feet of snow and blowing wind I won’t be subjected to any waving penis action in the near future.
Just think of coming here and sitting by my fireplace and relaxing! Maybe you can help me pick out a dog! The house just isn’t the same without one. :]
$200? Seriously-that’s way underpriced!!!
Oh that is such typical Yaletown behaviour. Lots of tiny peen in that part of town!
So sad that the man had to greet you with a display of his short comings.
You gave me a good giggle, at any rate. Yarnpiggy is right, $200 is a bargain!
Wow! What an intimate way to say hello…but I don’t think it was a harbinger of appendage damage ;P
I guess you can’t tell if you’ll want to do a show until you do it; it’s too bad though to have a disappointing one during such a busy time.
Yarn Piggy —-sold…When do you want to come and pick me up?
Or would you rather I was delivered?
Sorry about the waving penis. i had a similar instance the day before my high school graduation (16 years ago). I think my two friends and I are still traumatized by that.
Sorry the show was a disappointment. I hope you were able to sell a lot. I hope your finger is feeling better today.
$200? That’s a bargain! I’ll take you! 😉