Cat lovers like chocolate best, it seems: A pointless recount of my attempts to sell chocolate.
So I have to sell 50 bars of chocolate for a NHS field trip to MOSI. Which is fantastic except it seems like half the school is selling these chocolates, so I have competition. My teacher said to sell them in the hallways, so I did. In the first few minutes, I got some guys walk past and say “I ain’t going to buy no chocolate from some ugly-ass bitch like you”. Then, some guy tried to steal my chocolate (that I would have to pay 50 bucks to replace!). Finally, when I offered some chocolate to some kids on my bus, they spent a good five minutes mocking me for it. (Yes, that whole “repeating what I said in a high pitched voice to their friends and laughing at me, as if I’d said something ridiculously stupid: “Hey, do you want to buy some chocolate?”) What? I’m just trying to sell some damn chocolate! I ended up buy about five bars for myself. So I took the chocolate with me to the clinic because this teacher always gives them fudge and hand-dipped treats and things like that, so “You know, they really love chocolate up at the clinic!” Of course, that was a roaring success, mainly because the receptionist had young children who wanted chocolate, one tech is preggo so I mercilessly played on her cravings to get her to buy a ton of chocolate, and then the vet is just really nice and donated money to my cause but didn’t actually want any of the chocolate for himself (so it was distributed to the staff). Now I have 19 bars left so I’d say I did pretty well here. Yay.
