I was excited to do a craft show in my own town so that I could get the word out especially about my one on one learn to quilt classes and my memory quilts. It was about noon on Friday and another lady said it was about 104 degrees out on Friday. I was a little surprised when the lady in charge told me that I would be right by the 'blow-up games'. But, I just said "Ok" and went on my way. I spent the next few hours getting set up. I knew that I would not have any early customers as it was just too hot. Here are a few photos of my display:
About 5:30 it was starting to pick up. I had finally had a couple of people stop by to look and the party was just getting started. Until this man walked up:
His name is Zack Workman, and he is "all that" in Cameron. I didn't know that at all time. All I knew was this guy walked up and said,
"We are moving you." Huh? It didn't register for a moment. And then he said, "This has always been the carnival area, and you are right in the middle of it and I am moving you."
Well, he was right. I was smack in the middle of the carnival. I was the only vendor there. And I didn't like it.
Here are the views out of my tent:
. Seems the carnival lady owner didn't like me being smack in the middle of her carnival either; and she threw a fit. She went straight to the top to Mr. Workman and complained. It seems money talks because I can assure you she paid a whole lot more booth rent than I. But remember, I spent HOURS in the middle of 104 degree heat. All they did was turn on some generators to blow up their booths.
They (the carnival lady and Mr. Workman) claimed that they could just get some men and move me. Would only take 5 minutes. Yeah, right. NOT! I had stuff wired up, hung up, rigged up. There was no way to just "pick me up and move me."
And guess where they wanted to move me? Right in the middle of the BBQ contest men. Where there were no vendors. And no purchasing at all. No reason for customers to even walk that direction. Again. NOT!
By that point I was just LIVID! I had tears, anger, temper fit all in one. I told the guy I would just leave and that he better have my money refunded by the first of the week. He said I was making too big of a deal out of nothing. Ah, yes, because I am the LITTLE new guy in town. A NOTHING. By the way, this event was put on by the Chamber of Commerce. Are they not supposed to welcome new businesses in town?
What a warm welcome, Cameron. Thank you!
After I got all torn down and walked around a moment, I noticed something. I was the ONLY hand crafted vendor there. For an event that was in it's 15th or so year according to Mr. Workman. Hmmm, and I am the only crafter? Yep, that tells me a lot. How about you?