malinis na

Last night, I finally gathered enough courage to swallow my pride and talk things over with her (and him soon after). Agh I'm just so relieved it's all over... I don't ever want to go through that again. ok na ven :) but thanks!

Anyway, this year's homemade jewelry business seems to be taking an uphill route for us right now. We managed to earn so much more than we expected in our first night of selling all thanks to beautiful spending neighbors... and because of this, my cousins and I decided to hold a 2-day garage sale to maximize the opportunity of getting all the jewelry sold and at the same time minimize the junk at home.

We had our first day today, and fortunately enough it pushed through successfully. We weren't expecting too many people to arrive at first, especially since we were only able to hand out flyers to random houses just the night before, but a good number of people eventually dropped by anyway.

I was (WE WERE) just a little (VERY) annoyed with this 49-50-something-looking-woman (menopausal at masungit) who arrived as our first customer the moment we opened our gate. She turned out to be the househelp of a young, overconfident American man in his late twenties, who arrived with another househelp in her twenties + their male gardener, and she muffled our good mornings with statements that said enough to get our eyebrows raising---

Old menopausal witch: Ha? Eto lang garage sale niyo?

Me: Ah... hindi po, nagseset-up pa po kami at may darating pa po mamaya---

Old menopausal witch: Maghanda-handa naman kayo! Sabi niyo 10am, eh 10am na di pa kayo handa! Ito lang pala garage sale niyo... hindi ganyan hinahanap namin *refers to American amo/husband (??)*! Yung gusto niya *refers to him again* yung tools! Eh wala naman kayong tools!

Oookay.... sorry na... iba laman ng garahe namen eh...

Tama ba naman yon?? Tapos eto pa, the ironic thing is, after about an hour, she turned up at our table with several items she bought for herself and the other househelp.

Old menopausal witch: Ayan, tinawaran ko na yan ha. (to the american, asking for money to pay for her items) Ah, ano, everything 225pesos.

Oh tapos may nabili ka! Heheh. Kapikon talaga! The fact that she was bringing the flyer we gave her made it even funnier, because we managed to steal a glimpse at the phrases "EARLY BIRD, CATCH WORM" scrawled over it, as though the American had been trying to lecture them the night before about the fact that earlier they went, the more they'd be able to buy. Ookay.

We had fun laughing about it come dinnertime especially since she was irritating not only my younger cousins but my tita as well, who had to deal with her haggling unfairly and witchily for a pair of shoes she wanted for herself. I know it's mean but she was really being rude the whole time... and the American, as though to affirm that, held up one of the dolls we were selling and lifted up her skirt to take a peek, then laughed nonchalantly with his gardener. At aba, babalik pa daw sila bukas. Hehehe.

A lot of funny things happened a while ago, but I'm too lazy to relay everything so I think I'll just leave it there. Anyway, after that group everything else went smoothly, from the number of customers to the surprisingly OK amount we were able to earn in one day. I'm actually glad that old woman + several other kweer customers came by as it's going to help us learn how to deal with other unusual people who just might arrive tomorrow. :-)