Had a horrible day today. Did the local Saturday craft market, which usually is a good source of a little extra income. Made nothing at all. This has never happened to me. Even on freezing days when it's poured rain the entire time and maybe ten people have stopped by my booth I've always managed to make a sale. Today it was sunny, gorgeous, and packed. Probably a thousand people went by, and at least a hundred or so stopped to look at the stuff, and nobody at all bought anything! What the hell!
So I come home all pissed off and, after collapsing into bed to sleep for a while, as I got about two hours of sleep last night, I get up and check my messages... to find this locally furry who'd stopped by my booth has messaged me to tell me that I should be selling $expensiveitem at my booth, they'd sell great!
FUCK YOU. You wouldn't spend five lousy bucks on an adorable little finger puppet, you fuckwit, and you think I need MORE EXPENSIVE THINGS?!!!! You know absolutely nothing about selling. You know nothing about what the market is like, you know nothing about what people buy, and you know nothing about running a business, and you did nothing whatsoever to help me on a day when that lousy five bucks would have made my day, so you can just jump off a cliff.
Even on a good day I hate people who try and tell me what I should sell and how to run my business, they're usually full of crap, but on a day like today it was the last fricking thing I wanted to hear.
So I come home all pissed off and, after collapsing into bed to sleep for a while, as I got about two hours of sleep last night, I get up and check my messages... to find this locally furry who'd stopped by my booth has messaged me to tell me that I should be selling $expensiveitem at my booth, they'd sell great!
FUCK YOU. You wouldn't spend five lousy bucks on an adorable little finger puppet, you fuckwit, and you think I need MORE EXPENSIVE THINGS?!!!! You know absolutely nothing about selling. You know nothing about what the market is like, you know nothing about what people buy, and you know nothing about running a business, and you did nothing whatsoever to help me on a day when that lousy five bucks would have made my day, so you can just jump off a cliff.
Even on a good day I hate people who try and tell me what I should sell and how to run my business, they're usually full of crap, but on a day like today it was the last fricking thing I wanted to hear.
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