seven

she wanted to buy the orange sleeping bag.

...because it was orange, really. nevermind that it was rated to -15 degrees, far more warmth than she was going to need anywhere south of the dakotas. she told me that some friends of hers wanted to take her camping. she had never been and so she had come to our store to buy the supplies she needed for this camping trip.

money didn't seem to be a problem. she wanted the best.

she was very pretty and had a beautiful smile. her son played with toys not far away while she browsed through sleeping pads. "do you have to blow these up?"

"no," i tell her, "these are self-inflating. you just open this valve here and they inflate right up."

"wow, what will they think of next?"

"you really don't need anything this warm. this bag is the same model as the orange one, only it's rated for 15 to 25 degrees. the zipper baffle on top will allow you to cool the bag off even further."

"ok, i'll take that one then."

yesterday... i sold a sleeping bag to erykah badu.

she came in again this evening. she was looking for lisa. seven had been playing with lisa while his mom shopped last night and all he had talked about all day was wanting to go see lisa again. so she had brought him in. lisa wasn't working. seven was heart-broken. we told her that lisa would be working tomorrow.

"ok, we'll be back tomorrow then."

hmm.