Have you ever worked retail or owned a business? If you have, then send me lots of pity! Or a large check would be nice.
I can understand why no one was here today. It is Ohio and the residents were home counting their unemployment money. For the other 23 hours and 59 minutes, they played corn hole.
Alright, I'm being dramatic. And in case you live on snob hill, corn hole involves a board with holes, bean bags and beer. It's a toddler's game on alcohol. If you want to try it, they sell the gear here. In every other booth.
I wanted to take a lot of pictures of the side show characters passing by my store, but the angel on one shoulder told me to behave. "Be tolerant," she said.
She turned her head long enough for me and my little devil to get one shot of the lady in the t-shirt.
Yes, it's a woman...I checked when she turned around. No bra, late 60's sequined hat, all decked out in her Sunday finest.
I know it's hard to see the helicopter but it's in the upper middle of the picture.
This is one of the baby ones. The biggest one they have blocks out the sun and knocks my mannequins off the wall.
They also have a Bruce Lee, Ninja thing going on over there.
The highlight of the day was seeing a customer who bought a Coors Light hat made out of the cardboard box.
She paid $10 for it.
Doesn't she look happy?
And wouldn't you know. You Tube has directions for making one. Don't bother watching unless you're serious about it.
All in all, it was a typical weekend in an Ohio flea market...my flea market.
One of my customers told me about her sister's "granddaddy seizures." She meant grand mal. I didn't say anything.
People say they can get cheaper scrubs at Wal-Marts. (Remember, we add an 's' here in Ohio.) Then go to freakin Wal-Marts and get out of my store!
I saw tattoos and piercings in places that defy explanation.
I saw mullets and Mohawks. They are alive and well.
But, sigh, these are my peeps.
Put away the socks.
So stay tuned until next weekend for more "Tales From the Ohio Flea."
I need a gin and tonic.
