Tuesday, March 04, 2008

I finished this yesterday - took me a whole day and a half to do it.

The two places I applied to wanted me after all. One of them is a fairly prestigious place and I am one of several hundred who wanted in and got picked. It's been raved about in my local paper, even. It's the kind of place where I might be able to get away with charging what my stuff is really worth. I can't believe they want me and I suddenly have a lot more to do. I have to buy one of those tent canopy jobs, for one thing. I have to do a lot more signage and I need to make more stuff. A lot more stuff.

The other one- look, I really don't want to look a gift horse in the mouth. I'm grateful they liked my stuff. But it had been billed to me as a 'high traffic' spot very near a local blocks-wide shopping hotspot. I went to check out the location and the street itself is nowhere near the local hotspots and there was almost no traffic. No one entered the store the entire time we were there. The signage needed work because there was no reason at all for anyone to enter that store if they walked past it on the street. Inside, it was a little dingy and depressing, one step above a thrift shop. It was a long, skinny room with incomplete shelving on the wall and I was supposed to pay eighty dollars a month, plus twenty five percent of my sales, for a couple of those shelves. I'm glad I checked it out and now I have to find a graceful way of declining.

I can't believe I am in a position to pick and choose. What is happening to me?