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January 19, 2006
So I had a meeting with a Client, and we had arranged to meet at a restaurant close to her office.
"Well, no. Not exactly. I pretend to shopping and I make my way around the sample stations. It's amazing how you can fill up on those things. And it's free! I save a lot of money on lunches that way. And I am all about the bargains! I don't do it more than twice a week, though. My friend Kathy and her husband used to do it almost every day and they became so aggressive about it that they were asked to leave the store." I tried to hide the look of horror that I could feel crawling toward my face.
How do these people find me?
Posted by Foodwhore at January 19, 2006 11:05 AM
"She will probably bring all of her friends and family, and call it the rehearsal dinner." HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! Posted by: shelley at January 19, 2006 11:57 AM You don't have a listed phone number do you? Or put your number on the side of your van, do you? HIDE. Posted by: Dr. Biggles at January 19, 2006 02:41 PM How do they find you?! At Costco of course. You really need to stop going there. Posted by: veg4me at January 19, 2006 06:03 PM Doesn't it just blow you away when people proudly tell you what utterly crass and selfish people they are. What gall! Posted by: wordgirl at January 19, 2006 06:11 PM You know, the problem isn't that there are so many of them, but that there are so few of us... Don't feel bad, FW, they come to my shop, too, and boast about how they got stuff that was "just as good, and cheaper, too" to my other clients! Just un-effing-believable, yeah? Yogi Posted by: Yogi at January 19, 2006 06:29 PM OMMFG! What a whack job!!! Run! Hide!! Do Not Let this Woman Signn a Contract with YOU AAAAAAAAAAAZK!!!!! Run NOW!! Posted by: Trisha at January 19, 2006 09:32 PM As my mother would say,"That is TACKY BEHAVIOR." I bet she elbows her way to the front of the sample line, too. Posted by: Dr Alice at January 19, 2006 09:41 PM How trashy! And what is sad is that she doesn't even seem to KNOW that it's trashy. This one is going to be a problem. Posted by: 00goddess at January 19, 2006 09:46 PM A tasting. Ugh. UGH! Since you were meeting her, I'm guessing you'd already told her that you were available, right? What did you do!? What you should have said: (parentheticals are non-verbalized thoughts) Actually, I'm glad you brought that up... If you read the non-indented lines first, it sounds sincere. If you read the whole thing, it is actually the truth. Bwa ha-ha-ha! Posted by: Give_Me_My_Daytime_Emmy at January 19, 2006 11:54 PM Perhaps she should take a really big bag to Costco and collect samples to serve at her wedding reception. Posted by: Barb at January 20, 2006 03:45 AM You really need to stop putting your business cards on the bulletin boards at Costco. ;) Posted by: Michelle at January 20, 2006 06:41 AM What an awkward situation. Why did she THINK you wanted to meet at a restaurant? Did she just sit there while you ate lunch? Bizarro. Run FW, Run. Posted by: Kim at January 20, 2006 06:44 AM Danger, Danger, Will Robinson! Posted by: Gailsie at January 20, 2006 08:28 AM Oh My God! My mom knows this woman (or someone eerily similar living in the greater Puget Sound area). On my mom's last day of work at an architecture firm, her supervisor took her to lunch . . . at Costco . . . uh, for free samples. My mom could not believe how low class that was. Too funny. Steer clear of this woman. Posted by: berecca at January 20, 2006 09:03 AM Why turn down a trick? Why not just say tell, her that the testing it limited to 3 entrees ( which she will narrow down) and her and one other person. Posted by: Michael at January 20, 2006 12:44 PM "As my mother would say,"That is TACKY BEHAVIOR." I bet she elbows her way to the front of the sample line, too."
Good grief! - hfs Posted by: HomefrontSix at January 20, 2006 02:33 PM If you take that contract, it will be for one reason only: fodder for your blog. That woman is insane, and you already know it. She's like the bachelors at the happy hour hors d'oeuvres table I used to have to restock at TGIF. A bunch of starving sharks who would pounce on the popcorn shrimp (or whatever) as soon as I put it in the chafing dish, while nursing one tap beer for two hours. I saw more than one stick food in their suit pockets. Blech! Posted by: Tana at January 20, 2006 03:48 PM So ~ she'll eat a free "lunch" at Costco but won't take you up on your offer of paying for her lunch? That's just weird. Posted by: Chillygirl at January 20, 2006 05:15 PM You're not going to work for her, are you? She might try to pay you in Costco coupons!!!!! EGADS!! Posted by: Mandy at January 21, 2006 07:50 AM Barb's on the right track here. Do a tasting for her, shop for the stuff at Costco, decorate some of those plastic dome things they use for samples and explain the service will be done 'self serve appetizer' style. Then charge her $200 a person for triscuits, flavored cheese whips and microwaveable mini hot pockets. Congrats on the food blog awards! Posted by: paul at January 24, 2006 07:29 AM |