Three weeks late the decision to return to Mitchell on Saturday was difficult due the overnight rain and it was still raining when I made the decision that it WILL go ahead. We had 1300 visits to this website plus countless on Facebook and our mobiles recorded over 140 calls all seeking the ‘It’s on’ message! What a ‘result’ almost 100 stalls with well over 2000 men women and their kids enjoying the BARGAINS and the sunshine and meeting up with old fogies from last year all looking like they have ‘put on a lot of weight’ over their winter in hibernation. Fat B’stards!!
Despite my warnings and naggings some slimy git has to spoil the show! Two lovely ladies bought a mirror for eight pounds and asked the seller “Can we call back for it please?” The stallholder agrees, a few minutes later a man who had overheard the conversation goes to the stall and asks “May I have the mirror we bought please” The seller says “I sold it to two ladies” the sneaky slime ball says “Yes, I am with them” The mirror is handed over! The two ladies come back for the mirror and the seller realizing she had given to mirror to some sleazy slime-ball makes a gesture of total goodwill by refunding the two ladies their £8.00 They told me about the incident not to complain but to let people know and to be aware that this kind of scum behaviour from an alleged human being can spoil the afternoon for buyers and sellers. But, fair play to the seller for her fair play to the ladies.
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They say that to break a mirror is 7 years bad luck, but to stoop as low as to actually stealing a mirror is far worse than picking someone’s else’s nose and eating the contents FFS! I mean, did you know that according to the old wives tales there is an ancient Witches Bitches curse throughout this land of St Pirran in Cornwall that will bring to the thief of a mirror total and excruciatingly painful constipation called Rectum —non-Sphincter work (inactive arsehole for short) that goes on for hours and days and weeks (teeth marks on the toilet seat time) and you cannot crap forever and a day and, and you will earn the title of shit bag forever and ever! Only slight relief for you from the Witches Bitches of St Pirran’s folk-off curses is that you can have a crap on only one day a week on a ‘Turdsday’ only you tight arsehole FFS!! Deal with it! Thieving Bastard!! Fancy stealing a mirror, I hope when you look into it-it shatters into a thousand pieces and as they fall to the ground the blades of glass chops off yer Willie FFS! Ouch!! You faeces from KFC!!!
Sellers; You are given an admission ticket when you pay your stall fee, if one of your customers pays for stock and wants to come back for the items I suggest you give them the admission ticket telling them “Without this ticket, I will not give the items to anyone” or better still why not have a few of your own business cards made out to give to your customers. They won’t cost a lot you don’t have to have your address on them but it does impress customers if you give them a card with a contact number and it makes you more professional.
Sorry for the two ladies, tut-tut darlings, you admit to reading my warnings but you take no heed that there is always someone ready to rip you off in life and Car Boot Sales are no exception which is unfortunate cos the majority of our customers are really nice people who have seriously missed our sales over the winter period and they are just delighted to be amongst the people enjoying the Community atmosphere and being in my company of course.
Do you ever get the urge to just ‘kiss someone’? I do every day and it’s not my missus but the two ladies above were a bit loverly but I would probably get locked up if I suddenly said ‘Gis us a kiss darlins’ Is there someone who you know that you would love to just go up to them and grab a kiss? Go for it! But please be gentle with me FFS!!