I´ve been making plushies and selling them online for three years now so you could say I have some experience. This girl makes an order, pays me and tells me:
Client: Your plushies are too expensive
Me: Well they ARE hand made and custom and that´s not very easy to do.
Client: What if I sent you fabric and thread? Would that make you lower your prices?
She lived in another country, so shipping fees on fabric and thread would likely be 100x what they cost her.
Me: Wouldn’t it be cheaper to just let me do the job instead of shipping material to me?
Client: Listen, I don´t want to be rude but I have more experience than you. I made cup sleeves at school and sold them pretty quick.
She sent me a picture of her cup sleeves and they were only felt rectangles hot glued at the edges.
I told her I couldn’t lower my prices so I offered her a refund but I never heard anything from her. Now I see how concerned she was about her money.
Talking Pumpkins
“The light shines for one night only. By morning, it’s extinguished forever. God leaves you on the porch, because He wouldn’t want to just throw you away, having gone to the trouble of picking you and carving you, and besides, He feels genuine affection for you: you’ve shared a day together. But in His heart he knows: you’re going to rot out there. Maybe some neighbor kids will show mercy and steal you from God’s porch and then he won’t have to spray your remains off with a hose like He did last year. ‘Who am I kidding,’ thinks God to Himself. ‘I’m going to just let it decompose out there again. I am Who I am and I can’t throw away the pumpkin I carved even when there’s barely anything left of it. How did I get like this?’
No one answers. He is talking to himself again. An autumn wind whines lowly in the pines: November. Probably be a cold one this year. That’s what the Almanac says, anyway.”
