A Vendor's Farce
Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 9:30 pm
Citizens,
As many of you may already know, I am a but a man that enjoys his business and being about his business. The other day I was expeditiously crossing through Lord British's forest when I happened upon an establishment. This particular establishment was advertising as a purveyor of the black arts.
Never one to think i've learned all there is to know about business, I ventured forth into this establishment to see how they turned a coin.
The workers weren't much for conversation, but they did willingly display their wares. As I looked further, though, I noticed an alarming lack of true craftsmenship. I take these things quite seriously, as it is simply bad business to sell your customer items that weren't as advertised. Some say there is a sucker born every minute, but one sucker never made up for a lifetime of loyal business I say!
As I continued to look around, I realized that all of the items in this particular shop were knock-offs at best. Most of them were complete forgeries and worse!
I then noticed a washing tub that was full of the blackest corruption. It must have been from the owner attempting to wash himself of his own black deeds! I decided to clean this filth before someone else had to be subjected to it.
I scrubbed and scrubbed that tub until it was clean. Then I scrubbed it some more. I was in a bit of a rage over such foul business. I scrubbed till my hands were raw and bleeding. It left the water with a rather pinkish shade to it when I was done. I could have dumped the water out, but I chose to leave it instead as a testament to my hard work.
I hope the owner appreciated me taking the time to clean up his filth.
Note: The characters were replaced with other characters to protect the innocent.
As many of you may already know, I am a but a man that enjoys his business and being about his business. The other day I was expeditiously crossing through Lord British's forest when I happened upon an establishment. This particular establishment was advertising as a purveyor of the black arts.
Never one to think i've learned all there is to know about business, I ventured forth into this establishment to see how they turned a coin.
The workers weren't much for conversation, but they did willingly display their wares. As I looked further, though, I noticed an alarming lack of true craftsmenship. I take these things quite seriously, as it is simply bad business to sell your customer items that weren't as advertised. Some say there is a sucker born every minute, but one sucker never made up for a lifetime of loyal business I say!
As I continued to look around, I realized that all of the items in this particular shop were knock-offs at best. Most of them were complete forgeries and worse!
I then noticed a washing tub that was full of the blackest corruption. It must have been from the owner attempting to wash himself of his own black deeds! I decided to clean this filth before someone else had to be subjected to it.
I scrubbed and scrubbed that tub until it was clean. Then I scrubbed it some more. I was in a bit of a rage over such foul business. I scrubbed till my hands were raw and bleeding. It left the water with a rather pinkish shade to it when I was done. I could have dumped the water out, but I chose to leave it instead as a testament to my hard work.
I hope the owner appreciated me taking the time to clean up his filth.
Note: The characters were replaced with other characters to protect the innocent.
