So we had a “booth sale” yesterday (where you set up a table and sell cookies at a well-traveled spot).
And our first customer - well, the first person that approached us, as he did NOT make a purchase - felt it important to share with us just WHY he chose not to buy cookies. Clearly he’s read the spiel by that Indiana congressman and decided to take things a bit further.
Our girls were treated to a lecture about how GSUSA promotes female homosexuality (no, we don’t actually, otherwise why would we need to promote abortions?). And not just that but the entire Democratic party has taken over the government to promote their homosexual agenda. This of course explains why Barack Obama is bisexual and his daughters are gay.
Oh wait - excuse me, my daughter later corrected me on that last bit. They’re not gay, but Barry O is committing incest with them.
And no, I’m not making any of that up. I couldn’t dream that shit up.
This crazy old man somehow felt it was appropriate to spew that kind of filth in front of a couple of GIRL SCOUTS.
We adults were dumbfounded. I really wish I’d had the presence of mind to take him aside and scold him for saying things like that in front of the children.
OTOH, the last time I went to a booth, I bought two packets of mint thins. I asked how much that would cost and the (I’m guessing) seven year old came right back with $7. I then offered her a $20 and asked how much change I was going to get. After a quick discussion with Mom (tell the nice man the answer to $20 - $7) she came back with $13. I told them to keep the change and managed to avoid any mention of lesbianism.
Teaching math right out in public! Have they no shame! Next thing you know they are going to be recommending college eduction, which as everyone knows indoctrinates you into being an un-American deviant. They might as well just sell their bodies on the street.
Very nice of you. The last time I bought a box was 2 years ago, and it was $4. I handed a five to the girl and expected a dollar back. I should have told her to keep it.
I think I redeemed myself last year when the GSAs held a yard sale and I paid $1 for a 25 cent book. Hey, that’ll convert 3 more lesbians.
This is far more disturbing than some cranky old man being opinionated, to me. Why wouldn’t you just speak up? And why not scold him in front of the girls he spoke with, that seems way more appropriate than doing it discreetly.
Seems like a missed opportunity to actually teach them some leadership skills, to me. And isn’t that what GG is supposed to be about?
What’s so hard about interrupting him to say, “Sir, please stop. If you wish to express you views on this issue, please contact GGUSA, this is an inappropriate conversation to have with children. Thank you so much.” You’re the adults, after all. Complaining about it, after neglecting to actually speak up, seems kind of lame.
Or so you thought. This was obviously an implied reference to “Thirteen,” a character on the Fox program “House, M.D.” portrayed by Olivia Wilde, who was depicted as having intimate relations with other women.
Even more insidious than the pervasiveness of the homosexual agenda are the lengths to which gay and lesbian propagandists will sink to conceal their recruitment techniques. We must all be vigilant.
Pffft. You’ve never in your life been so shocked by something that you’ve been left dumbfounded and speechless? Never thought of the exact right phrase to retort … fifteen minutes after the fact? Never once?
Or at least told him that if he continued spouting his bizzare sexual fantasies in front of children, you’d call the cops. Call him a disgusting pervert to his face and tell him to get therapy.
This is just another example of how Republicans are making them elves look like assholes by looking for culture wars to engage in. It would be depressing if it weren’t so funny.
Man, I’m now really questioning my decision to have kids. I wouldn’t have handled that situation well at all, could have endedwith me in the pokey for a bit.
That’s pretty much the rule and not the exception for me. In circumstances like that I never think to speak up until much, much later and then I’m just left to sit and stew with indignation.
Luckily, by that time, I have Peanut Butter cookies and some nice lesbian girlscouts to comfort me.
We aren’t doing a booth this year. Our sales last year weren’t really profitable enough. Cookie season in Minnesota is COLD. And we were in a grocery store, in cold cold weather. They let us inside, in the cart area, but it was still cold.
We sold cookies. We sold cookies to people who didn’t want cookies (and dropped them into the grocery’s food shelf collection bin. We got a few direct donations. As each person walked in, we had the girls accost them (nicely and once) with “would you like to buy some cookies.”
About halfway through the evening a man walks in…in a short skirt, knee high boots, and a low cut leapord print top (well filled out by what I assume where prosthetic). And outfit more appropriate for a 45 year old Vegas hooker than a man picking up groceries on a COLD March day. But we have asked EVERYONE if they would like to buy some cookies, so rather than looking at my girls and say “avert your eyes, girls!” (the girls were speechless), I said “would you like to buy some cookies?”
I think he was shocked. He came over, bought four boxes, and invited the staring girls to ask questions, which they did, and he answered very politely. He took his boxes, went into the grocery store, and of course, the girls fell over themselves giggling.
But I did my Girl Scout Leader Sworn Duty to further the agenda of acceptance.
Well, if this guy is anything like Starving Artist, he will take that as a challenge and explain the entire thing again, with paper towel tubs as an example.
