Lloyd had the big technology sale on Friday. We left the house at regular going-to-school time, and as we got in the car I noticed that the seats were down, there were a couple of blankets and a cooler. (Never mind that there were monitors on the blankets and the cooler was for pop for the workers.)
“Are you secretly taking me camping?” I asked. “Is this some sort of elaborate ruse?”
“Um, it’s about to get more elaborate,” Lloyd answered.
We got there at 7:30 and the place was so organized and set up. He had ten or so fine young people who descended on his ‘to-do’ list like crazed worker bees. I just sat around and admired all that youthful energy.
I stayed for the first hour or so. My job was to take people’s money. I tried to pocket very little of it. (Slow wink) We had the iPads set up to run credit cards, which is just crazy to me. They handed me their card and I just took money from them. Money is just an exchange of numbers.
Unless it’s cash. Cash is fun. They made a bunch of money. The kids can either get paid for their time or get service hours. The rest goes back to Lincoln Lutheran.
I left for a few hours to dork around run errands, and when I came back they were cleaning it all up. Those kids were amazing.
Lloyd and I tried to go see a movie with Samith afterward, but the good seats were sold out. We wandered around the mall (hiking) and went into a sporting goods store so I could look at the camping stuff. Sometime during the afternoon, the smoke from the Canadian wildfires drifted into Nebraska and made it all hazy. Then we went to Sam and Rachel’s for dinner and a campfire.
So, I guess I pretty much got to go camping after all. Ruse schmooze.
Brad says
I went to a movie yesterday, and it seemed like the air inside the theater was hazy. I kept blinking, but the haze didn’t go away. I was early, so I slept a little. When I woke up, it wasn’t hazy anymore.
Do people haggle at this sale? I would sell more things, but I really don’t care for haggling.
Kristi says
Taking people’s money? It’s more like they were throwing it at you, right? I’d like THAT to happen to me sometime.
Mom says
Way to go on your sale. Glad your Saturday camp out materialized.