Windows of Cookie Doubts
I can't sleep.
This girl scout cookie thing has me a little on edge. Because really, how much is it about her selling these things by herself. She's 7.
The girls could care less about how many boxes they sell at this age, but the moms, well that's all I hear about lately. How many boxes have you pre-sold? Oh, we're at 95. Oh wow, we've sold 102. Oh, we pre-ordered 275.
I listen quietly, while sucking down my wine, as we discuss this at the special cookie meeting this past week. There's one other mom I see sitting quietly in the corner, looking nervous about her cookie selling capabilities as well. The girls are in the other room practicing their cookie selling jargon. I'm thinking up my own jargon in my own head while pretending to care about all 275 boxes that Suzie from down the street has already pre-sold in my neighborhood.
Jeezus, I think to myself. Where do these women find the time to sell 90 boxes already? Don't they ride their bikes? Don't they work? Don't they sleep? I'm seeing them at the same soccer games we're at and they're at the same PTA meetings we're at...
We haven't pre-sold any.
My theory is that people will see them, want them then and buy them at that moment. Why double your work with pre-sell. Fuck this pre-sell shit.
Maybe we'll set up a booth at the crit this weekend. Maybe we'll even bring the wagon and wheel it around the place to entice people. We'll give out free samples...
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How the hell am I going to ride this week and get some gym time, when Morgan's got a 17 hour training load this week.
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I have plenty of doubts about my ability to balance things right in my life. I'm a little on the fringe of everything I do. Like pretending that I have enough time to volunteer at school and driving my kids to good after school "activities" like the moms who don't work do. Like trying to pretend that I'm upwardly mobile, working productively and that I like my job, like those career women do. Like trying to pretend that I can train efficiently and be ready for racing at the end of March and actually be competitive.
Like trying to sell 150 boxes of girl scout cookies.
That sounds like a lot of cookies to me.
18 comments:
17 hour training week??!! Is he getting ready for the Tdf?
And yeah, I can relate. Except for the whole kids part.
they had a GS cookie tent at Merco...
we bought two boxes because the lady said they contained no transfats.
on the radio the next day we heard this is a lie.
can't trust anyone these days.
hmm. it says no trans fats on the form they gave us.
marscat, did you look on the box? i'll have to check when we go pick them all up tomorrow.
but come on, who do you trust less. the news? or girl scouts.
and vb, i don't know what he's doing 17 hours for. he's been warning me all week that it's coming. last month he did a no beer, no sugar diet all month.
some magic better happen this season with all this training of his.
they contain a smidgen of transfats...so they don't have to declare it.
but a smidgen here and there adds up, you know.
yeah, smidgens and smidgens become lots especially when you eat lots of thin mints.
The girl scouts case the supermarket entrances around here. It's kind of like our small town version of a homeless/panhandler problem. The trick is to tailgate somebody out the door, and slip away behind them as they get attacked. And NEVER make eye contact!
I haven't read this year's batch of ingredients, but I'd be willing to bet they are trans fat laden. Like Marscat says...they don't have to declare it if it's below a certain percentage. They get to round down! And if you keep the serving size small, you get a smaller percentage. You still have to read the labels and look for partially hydrogenated oils!
I think the scouts should just cut out the middle man, and just directly ask for money. America gets less crappy cookies, and the scouts get more money.
My son has to sell wrapping paper at elementary school because the schools are underfunded. Why not just make donations to the school?
End of rant. Hey look! The sun's out!
For the record, if someone spent enough time wheeling those cookies around in a wagon at a race, I would definitely break down and buy some.
I remember the craziness of it all. I quit girl scouts eight years ago (it gets a lot less cool in middle school) and GS cookie time was the time of the year my mom dreaded most. There were always two girls in my troop who outsold me by 300 boxes because their parents helped. Frankly, the less cookies I presold, the less I had to deliver, and that made my mom really happy because she definitely had better things to do.
(Me? I was a sucker for those prizes. Sell X boxes, get a teddy bear, a sweatshirt! Wowee.)
it's always a race.
Let's chat! I need to purchase 16 boxes for primes!!!
If you show up at a bike race with a cute smile and a box of girl scout cookies, you'll outsell all those cookie-selling fanatic moms. Especially if you set up near the finish line where riders can see you best in their desperate post-race cookie craving delapidation.
at least, I would buy a box.
Uh, if you will consider them pre-sold without my having pre-paid, I'd be happy to help you out...I'll take one box of Thin Mints, one box of Samoas & one box of those little lemon coolers if they're still selling them. I can overlook trans fats for the couple hours those babies'll last...
partially hydrogenated=trans fat, but less that 1 gram or 0.5 or 0.3 gram - something like that means they don't have to declare trans fat on the label, but if you eat 10 at 0.5 gm = 5 grams of trans fat...ouch
I bet those other moms don't have a very cool; i.e. interesting to read blog like yours...
ouch! that's some trans fat there!
I have 6 boxes on my desk right now. Those Girl Scout cookies are like dope I tell you; I can't resist. I guess I will just have to train harder.
Those darn Girl Scouts hit me up at Lowe's about 5 times in a week. I then felt obligated to eat all those cookies negating some long hours of riding. BTW, those new lemon cookies rock!
VG - if you give them for primes, the field is going to surge hard, and it's going to hurt!
lauren - here in uber-competitive Cupertino, where the kids have to be in calculus by grade 4 or the parents think their chances of getting into Harvard diminish, the Girl Scouts have gotten seriously tactical. They parked their little table right next to the ATM machine at my bank. So much for the "I don't have any money on me" excuse. Fortunatley, I was able to foist my trans fats off on the ladies at girls' weekend. Bring the wagon to the race...multitasking is the only way to survive a life like yours!
I don't even dare start a rant here.
I ain't gonna stand outside the grocery store and pre-sell girl scout cookies. I certainly am not going to pester my friends to buy them.
I can't even manage to pester my family and friends to support me on a ride.
I would like a Girl Scout hat though.
I think I am going to photo the crit this weekend -- I'll be looking for you in the booth pre-selling GS cookies.
I think my mother might need some trans fats, strike that, thin mints, or those totally caramelly gooey things. Look for me behind the big white lens. And sporting my new haircut.
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