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October 15, 2004
Door-to-Door Art Sales and Quadzilla
Alesia, from aching muscles central...
Life in Florida gets weirder and weirder, even without the specter and memory of the Dreaded Hanging Chads:
We have door-to-door art sales.
Also, and I say this in all seriousness, I can hardly lift my arms to type after the Personal Trainer formerly known as Patty, now and forevermore Quadzilla, got done with me yesterday. I asked her at one point if she had any friends. (She claims she does.)
Yes, I realize the poor woman (who is actually quite wonderful) is doing her job and regretting the day she got stuck with a humor writer, but she smiles when I moan and says really, really bad words like “only twelve more.” So, in fact, she deserves me.
But, back to the art . . .
So the other night, I get this knock on my door.
Me: Hello? [and remember, I never would have answered my door in the evening to a strange guy, no matter how cute, except Navy Guy was home]
Art Guy: I’m just following up on that art.
Me: What art?
Art Guy: The art from the model homes. We’re just following up to see if you’d like to buy any.
Me: Um, Art? [ok, not all that eloquent on that particular evening]
Art Guy: Yeah. There’s a bunch of paintings of beaches and palm trees and stuff.
Me: [Realizing that the ‘and stuff’ meant he was not, in fact, the artist. As a creative person, I rarely call my books ‘and stuff.’ LOL!] Um, well, I guess we’re fine on art. Thanks for stopping by.
Now, I ask you. How odd is this? Door-to-door art sales?? Seems kind of hinky. What would be the writer equivalent?
Me: Hi! How are you this evening? I’ve got some spare chapters for sale.
Although, if I could do a joint marketing thing with those Girl Scouts and their cookies, I’d be a kazillionaire . . .
Hugs,
Alesia, off to bathe in Epsom salts or something
p.s. don't forget to check out my new contest on my website for a chance to win a chick-lit themed holiday ornament!!
Posted by Alesia at 5:53 PM | Comments (2)
Comments
This happened to me! Not the Quadzilla thing, but the door-to-door art sales. I was home alone with the kids, this guy comes to my door and asks me to go out to his WINDOWLESS VAN with him and LOOK AT ART. I was like, "Yeah, as if," and slammed the door in his face and called a friend who worked with the Anchorage Police. Turned out he was legit, but seriously - what were they thinking? Anyway, glad your door-to-door guy wasn't a stalker/killer!
Posted by: Lani at October 17, 2004 11:53 AM
I am the former owner of the art company. The company is based in Orlando. For years we only tried to sell to people at the work place. Then a smart peddler figured that they could work evenings by going to homes. That concept spread throughout the company and our 20 offices nationally. The peddlers are paid commission and the company can't really control what they do. I am now in the jewelry business. Door to Door meets Home Parties is the concept. At least this time we will be invited to homes. I hope this sheds some light on how art came to your door.
Posted by: Paul at December 22, 2006 11:03 AM
