Not every ‘great idea’ is meant to come to fruition. Let me tell you a little story. Lloyd used to work in a building downtown that had a tiny closet (8 x 16 feet or so) with a door opening to the sidewalk/street. I always thought it would make a GREAT tiny restaurant! I’d sell a cheap lunch to all the locals, and my fame would spread far and wide. It would be called Pop-N-Dog, and I would sell a hot dog and a can of pop for a dollar. My gimmick would be my surliness. “You want chips? It’s not called We have chips, is it?” “You want to sit down? We’re not called We have chairs are we? You people are lucky I have ketchup. Take your food and get out.” It was a shiny, happy daydream.
Well, today Beth had her garage sale, and just for the funny of it, I decided to bring Pop-N-Dog to reality. Of course, it was on a much smaller scale.
It was a horrible, horrible failure. My only customers were Beth’s family, who all took pity on me and bought some. Six people visited the sale while I was open and just cast pitying looks my way. I think I looked more desperate and sad than enterprising. I was only open forty minutes. I thought about moving to the shade before shutting down, and putting up some “Pop-N-Dog has moved! Visit our new location by the garden hose!” signs, but that’s just plain silly. I know when a dream has died.
Most funny -- am now going to read this out to my husband. Great way to start my Sunday, laughing out loud. Sorry your enterprise didn’t work out; loved the idea.
I was just glad you didn’t call your place “Hot Dogs and a Punch in the Face”!
Did you put Tara & Tim beside you? People will ALWAYS buy when cute, little kids are doing the selling.
Yeah, I thought about that. Cute kids always win.
Maybe you should have sat Brad next to you & added this line to your sign: Please help us find a cure