And I’m not talking about Christmas either. The kid has been a member of the Girls Scouts since 2003. I love the good ole’ Girl Scouts. I talk them up every chance I get. My daughter has learned so much from being a GS. She can light a fire (I mean camp, and she better keep it that way), she can pitch a tent, she is a master crafter, she has learned respect. And last but not least, she can make new friends AND keep the old.
One thing she is not good at…selling GS Cookies. Nope, somehow that has become MY job. What happened to the days of those cute little girl scouts going door to door? Perhaps it was the realization that there are perverts and child molesters lurking about.
Yup, so in order to keep her safe, I took over the job. Her leader (God bless her, I don’t know how she does it…in other words, better her than me.) would like for each of them to have a goal of 50 boxes sold. Sure right okay, as soon as I charter that first flight to Mars.
Look, I know people SAY they look forward to GS cookie time, but do they really? I have been asking, begging, promising favors in return, for my friends, family, coworkers to buy for years.
It’s for a good cause. Yes, you can freeze them. No, you don’t have to pay now. You’re on a diet? Well you can donate cookies to the food pantry because they are so nutritious. My personal favorite complaint: “but they are $3.50 everywhere else.”
So, every year, I moan, groan and bitch when I see that blasted cookie order form and start on my quest to fill the orders.
On my honor, I will try….oh, who wants cookies???Mo