Sales Is Not The Job For You

Some people are just not cut out for sales.  I am not.  Apparently, a few others are not either.

I dropped by Dunkin Donuts last week on Friday to get some donuts for the kids as a Friday treat.  It was Friday.  It was a special treat.  I honestly do not stuff them with donuts every day.  In any case, Owen was being...Owen.  And I believe he also had to go to the bathroom.  I know he did.  The thing is, he always, ALWAYS, denies that he has to go.  And it is actually kind of hard to tell, because there is a very fine line between Oh.No.I.Really.Have.To.Go.Potty and Oh.I.Think.I.Just.Want.To.Bounce.Everywhere.Because.It's.Fun.  But I was pretty sure he had to go.  We were the only people in there, so it wasn't like he was bothering anyone.  He was just...bouncy.  Like, hop, hop, hop, and push up onto the counter with "strong arms" like they do on the bars at gymnastics. To be honest, I wasn't even paying that much attention to it because 1) he wasn't bothering anyone, and 2) I am used to it and sometimes don't even notice.

As he collected my donuts, the young man behind the counter told me, "I think he's hyper enough without donuts."

You did not just say that.

I can only hope, young man, that you are going to school to earn a degree in something other than Sales.  Because, I have to tell you, I nearly left all of those tasty donuts right there on the counter for you.

Not only that, but I just may have prayed that you have an "energetic" child...no...children...in the not so distant future yourself.  Whether you are done with school or not.

(And I'm being somewhat sarcastic here.  It was a little funny.  I couldn't believe he said what most others would only think.  Still...hoping he has many energetic children.)

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And the second case...was at the high-end grocery store.  I never shop there, but figured I would run in before Valentine's Day to look for something fancy shmancy.  I didn't buy much, and my bill was completely reasonable...until I reached the checkout line.  They had a tiny little box of petit fours right near the checkout.  That wouldn't be so irresistible if not for the fact that we saw a large box of petit fours at Kroger the week before, and Natalie had loved them.  She doesn't usually like cake, but she told me that she would looooove those tiny little cakes.  So I grabbed them, without looking at the price, and threw them in the basket.  Because 1) I wanted to give Natalie a sweet Valentine treat, and 2) it was a really SMALL box, so how much could it cost.  No, I didn't look at the price.  That's really not the way I roll, even though I do use coupons.  I just don't look at prices when I'm actually IN the store.

So, as the young lady checking me out rang up my box of tiny little cakes she told me, "Huh.  A lot of people look at those, but I've never seen anyone buy them because they are so expensive."

At which point I'm thinking to myself "Crap, how much does that box cost??" I am also thinking, "Young lady, I hope you are studying something other than Sales at school, because I am very close to asking you to return that dang little box of tiny cakes."

It was $7.99 by the way.  She was right - totally not worth it.  Thank you very much.