I was at the farmers market again yesterday...
I had this whole long post planned with pictures of the finished gloves, some new donuts, and a couple projects that may or may not be in my future. But I'm having internet issues. And if I try to upload another picture, I fear I may throw my computer through a wall in frustration.
So, instead, I'll leave you with a story.
Towards the end of the market, they hold a raffle for the customers. Every vendor is asked to provide some small item. (This day, I offered one of my crocheted donuts.) They combine the items into five prizes.
Oh, and raffle tickets are free.
You'd think it would be easy to give away raffle tickets. If they don't win, they didn't lose anything. But if they win...
So, it was getting towards raffle time, and the tickets they had given me to give to customers were still sitting in my booth. I offered them to every passing customer. No takers.
Then they started announcing numbers. The first number--666. I looked at my tickets. Sure enough, I had #666.
To the next passing customer, I waved the ticket. "This is the number he just called." She didn't quite believe me, but she took the ticket, and she got the prize.
She returned a short time after. She had a question about the donut. Because, naturally, the donut was in the box she won.
I just think about all the other passing customers that passed on those tickets. Sigh.