The People in Our Neighborhood
Yesterday on our morning walk MaGee & Me happened on to some neighbor kids selling lemonade and Arnold Palmers (half sweet tea/half lemonade). It may be a bit early for a lemonade stand but it was G Day at the university, the Spring football game that draws at least half, if not more, of the crowd a regular Georgia football game gets, and the temperature was rising into the 80s. These kids were poised to make a killing - or at least boost their allowances a bit.
I heard them shouting “lemonade” from at least four houses away. When we came up, a little boy about 3 and a girl maybe 9 years old stood behind a card table at their front gate.
"We have lemonade," the boy told me, waving a paper cup.
"And Arnold Palmers," his sister added.
I asked if they were having any luck. The girl nodded but the boy said, “You have to buy some lemonade!”
"I’m sorry but I don’t have any money with me."
"We do!" He stuck his hand in their cash bowl.
I laughed and apologized and headed on down the street. We had to pass them again on our way home so I told then I’d go home and see if anyone there wanted any lemonade and I’d come back.
"And bring some money!" the boy said. His mother screeched as we pulled away. Too funny!
After pottying MaGee, I found my stepmom in the dining room. No, she didn’t want any lemonade but found me a cup with a lid and help get it and my money situated for the trek back down the street. MaGee gave me a confused, “Didn’t we just do this?” look as I opened the door, but soon resigned herself to a second run.
"You have to wait," the boy said, not exactly schooled in the art of customer service. I expected him to ask me if I had money next. Instead he grabbed the cup I had brought and fixed my lemonade (with his mon’s help) while his sister took care of the other two customers.
"You’re a good little salesman," I said as he slid the cup back into its spot behind me.
"Yeah," said Mom, "he harasses you until you buy something!"
Maybe, but he sure was cute doing it!