Thursday, September 11, 2008

75/365: The Store Clerk

She hired me to make her daughter’s birthday cakes, but there was confusion about the pick-up time. I thought she was coming in the afternoon and I was finishing in the morning. She came in the morning, had a hissy fit, told me I’d “ruined her daughter’s birthday.” She wouldn’t even take them as a gift. I stopped selling cakes then–it wasn’t worth the hassle.

1 comment:

julie said...

Have you read Carver's story (from Cathedral) called "A Small, Good Thing"? I'd be curious to hear what you think about its overlap with your experience.

Just found your blog. Thanks.