This one is called The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly.
The Good:
Even though this couple have been haunting our stand, on and off, for about 8 years I have never once told them their fortune.
This isn't just good, it's a flipping miracle.
The Bad:
All began when the wife asked the price of a rare edition of a Rowland Ward Records of Big Game. In spite of its rarity she thought it too expensive. When I pointed out that a similar copy had sold at auction the previous week for double what we were asking, she thrust the book back at me saying, Well, you should probably sell it at auction. She thought she was being cute. I thought she was being a prat. And, how much I just wanted to beat her senseless with the book. I still think of it every time I see her. Ever since our first encounter all they do is ask prices and pull faces. That is, if they get the chance. Normally when I see them lumbering towards the stand I make myself scarce.
The Ugly:
Well, someone has to tell them. Mother Nature wasn't kind, I don't see why I should be?
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Now playing: Burl Ives - The Ugly Bug Ball
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Saturday, 6 September 2008
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7 comments:
Oh snarky, I love it! Sometimes the truth hurts and you just have to say it! People like that should go by the old stand-by my parents used to say 'if you have to ask, you probably can't afford it'.
A very British, elderly, interior designer used to live near me. We were friends and she loved to hear all my tales such as this one. She called these types, "The Great Unwashed".
Made me feel better.
I absolutely abhor twats like that. I usually get a little snide in return and much as I try to hold it in, it just eeks out the cracks. I usually make reference to the fact that they seem to be on a budget and we have other similar items that might be more affordable, more within their financial limitations. Sometimes you just get tired of the jerks.
Lisa & Alfie
gawd... they look like they're americans!
Thank goodness they are not, they are English. So much for the Enid Blyton imagery.
Whatever their nationality their lack of dress sense really speaks volumes, (puns intended!). I would have bitten through my tongue!
The Ugly Bug Ball? I freaking LOVED that song in the movie "Summer Magic" when I was a kid. Oh, HOBAC, I love you. And I see we finally have a working camera. Where oh where are the photo's I was promised? :)
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