Just because I'm not a great cook, does not mean that I should have to sit at the bake sale booth for the Radiology Club. I think it's possible that we lost money. I ate one of everything that we sold......
How do I sell cookies you ask? I yell at people.....
'Hey! (and they turn around) Do you have a quarter?' And they dig through their pocket and hand me a quarter.
"great, here is a cookie"
"hey, do you have a quarter?"
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2 comments:
Are these people NUTS?? How can anyone be around you more than 10 minutes and not know that you can eat your weight in baked goods?? I am simply stunned that you agreed to sell any cookies at all. Thank heaven there was no pie........ Or was there? Maybe that's what Coo was trying to tell me the other night on the phone.
PS....congrats on your blog anniversary and on your incredibly brave last year. You make me very proud.
Good move with asking for the quarter. I say you worked the crowd. The eating one of everything? Quality control. As Dad taught us at a young age, you have to test one of every batch to make sure there's no deadly poison. And Mom's right, it's a good thing they weren't selling pie!
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