DawninWA
Well-Known Member
Well that was a waste of time
My display was pretty and easy to read, soap was accessible, signs were legible. I was friendly, and engaging, and wore my new craft show/market shirt that says: Addicted to Handmade Soap (But I'm trying to get clean).
I sold no soap, only 2 soap dishes that equalled $9. Vendor fee was $20. I shared the table with my sister, so my share was only $10.
I knew it was a small craft bazaar, and there wouldn't be tons of people, so I understood that this could happen. But... They put my across from the doterra rep. So that was fun. She didn't actually say anything to me, but she and the other person at her table (her mother maybe), just sat and glared at me the whole time. Every time someone asked something about soap, they perked up and listened real hard like they were waiting for me to say they were all natural or mention essential oils so they could jump in and tell me I was wrong. (I managed to bite my tongue when they told people their essential oils could replace all of your medications). But, since I don't ever claim to be all natural, and didn't say anything about EOs, they never got to jump in. But the glaring...why?
I can't wait to get back to the Farmers Market with the friendly vendors and the shiny happy shoppers who love my soap.
My display was pretty and easy to read, soap was accessible, signs were legible. I was friendly, and engaging, and wore my new craft show/market shirt that says: Addicted to Handmade Soap (But I'm trying to get clean).
I sold no soap, only 2 soap dishes that equalled $9. Vendor fee was $20. I shared the table with my sister, so my share was only $10.
I knew it was a small craft bazaar, and there wouldn't be tons of people, so I understood that this could happen. But... They put my across from the doterra rep. So that was fun. She didn't actually say anything to me, but she and the other person at her table (her mother maybe), just sat and glared at me the whole time. Every time someone asked something about soap, they perked up and listened real hard like they were waiting for me to say they were all natural or mention essential oils so they could jump in and tell me I was wrong. (I managed to bite my tongue when they told people their essential oils could replace all of your medications). But, since I don't ever claim to be all natural, and didn't say anything about EOs, they never got to jump in. But the glaring...why?
I can't wait to get back to the Farmers Market with the friendly vendors and the shiny happy shoppers who love my soap.