I think I’m going to make journaling a “venting” thing… and try to make it more frequent in private. I can’t continue venting to everyone with the same old b.s. Hopefully I can learn from this and move on… hopefully.

the shop.

Every single day a moron comes in. At least one. Today was a bit easier but I still had a few annoyances. Nothing like the lady that uses us as her public restroom. She waltzes in with 1 or 2 of her kids, and they take turns fouling my powder room. The boy misses. One time she came in with her daughter who, without asking, marched back to the bathroom and proceeded to change into her dance class clothing. Meanwhile, mom is in the front of the store yelling back at her daughter, reminding her not to forget such and such. I should have offered her a beverage or my shorthand skills. They never buy from me. Who are they and how have they found me?

how to resolve… must think about this.

consignment.

Any poor schmo off the streets can come in. 85% of these schmoes make something. Dolls, blankets, jewelry, etc and so on. The other 15% have a daughter, cousin or special-needs child who whittles or macrames. It is so hard saying no to them all. How do you nicely say “I don’t want your shit”? Must point out… 50% of this segment of my population do NOT buy from me. They just want their things showcased somewhere.

how to resolve: learn how to say no. Be nice, be firm, don’t wiggle around and say “maybe later” etc and so on. Just say no. Put together a sheet of local craft fairs. Hand it to them.