Monday, July 06, 2009

True Story Tuesday by Mr. Daddy

any body need a rock????

OK, so I'm an easy mark, a soft touch, a pushover for a sad story....

Just maybe I can turn this one around. I got me a nice shark tooth shaped rock, (his pitch not mine), what is it worth to you???

Saturday morning I was going up to see a buddy that gets me some good deals on pressure treated lumber that I am using to build the fence for the front pasture...

As I pull off the paved road onto the dirt road leading up to their place, I see his 6 year old son standing in front of his driveway. There are two neat little piles of something at his feet.

As I turn my blinker on to pull into his driveway, the little guy starts waving his hands and jumping up and down, I roll my window down to hear, "hey mister do you wanta buy a rock? Or a pine cone?"

Can you imagine what went through my mind???

I live on a prairie full of rocks, and I have no immediate or urgent need for a pine cone...

I'm thinking how am I gonna get outta this one gracefully? I know stall, so I say, "let me go in and talk to your Dad and get loaded up then we will talk..." (hoping the little guy will get bored with it or distracted)

As his Dad and I are loading up the material, we hear a whooping from the end of the drive, and the little guy comes running down the hill all excited...

"I sold a rock, I sold a rock!!"

His Dad says that is great son how much did you get?

"Donna gave me 4 quarters for the rock", he proclaimed with a huge grin...

So Dad says, "ok go on back and see if you can sell another"...

You got to understand that they live way out in the country, on a driveway off a dirt road off the main road... not a lot of traffic. So off he goes, and we continue to load up my lumber...

More whooping from the end of the road...Back he comes, "I sold another one!"

Dad says, "That's great how much did you get for this one?"

He says, "I asked for 4 quarters, but she said that all she had was two. So thats what I got..."

(I'm thinking to myself: so much for the stalling, with this kinda commerce and revenue coming in the little guy will never get bored).

Sure enough, we were close to the end of loading up, and back he comes....

You wanna buy a rock or a pine cone???

Now I'm thinking to myself: Self, he just sold two rocks, maybe there is something here I am missing??? The pine cones aren't moving, but the rocks are starting to sell... HHHHhhhMMMMmmmmmm!!!!

Maybe I ought to get in early (so to speak) So I ask him what kinda rocks does he have? And to go pick me out a couple of special ones...

Off like a streak, while I start binding down my load...

Back he comes proudly bearing a nice red rock in one hand, and proudly showing me (as he puts it "a shark shaped tooth") in his other...

Now I'm thinking that I have a couple of red like rocks at home that I got out of my fence post holes, but that shark tooth shaped fella, well, it is kinda special....

So the bargaining begins...

How much do you got to have for that red one??? (that was to throw him off, cause I really wanted the other one. And them 6 year olds can be real tough traders).

He gave me that innocent smile that only younger traders are capable of, and says,

"I don't know what is it worth to you?"

I knew right then that I was in for a morning of tough dickering, if I was going to get that Shark tooth shaped rock for any kinda deal at all...

We wrangled back and forth for a while, (about the red one, cause you gotta know that I'm not about to tip my hand for the special rock).

Finally after a few back and forths I say quite casually, " I don't know thats a little steep for a red rock... I'll give you a buck for the other one it's not quite as pretty..."

It worked... I outsmarted a 6 year old... I got me a shark tooth shaped rock for a buck... :o)

And his Dad caved and gave him a buck for the red one...

I'm thinking that's one smart 6 year old...

His Dad had told me earlier that they were going to Yellowstone on vacation and he had to earn some spending money...(I told him to unload the pine cones and stick to the rock collection) LOL

Any body need a shark tooth shaped rock?????

CHEAP!!!!!!!!!!


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(Rachel in: I begged Mr. Daddy to share that story - just cuz it shows how soft that cowboy really is with the little ones. Am I blessed or what?)

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16 comments:

Tina said...

That was so sweet...........

I liked that you out smarted a 6 year old! That can sometimes be hard to do! LOL

Great story and thanks for sharing...

chicamom85 said...

That is a really cute story, thanks for sharing that.

Anne

Pam D said...

Awww... Mr. Daddy, you NEED to come to Georgia! See, the Bug Hunter, he loves to sell things. One year, he made signs and sold bugs. And tadpoles (those sold better than the bugs). He's sold rocks (never pinecones, though). And on Friday, when the family next door had a yard sale, their girls had a lemonade stand. I even made cookies and brownies for them. But the Bug? He had his own thing going. He had made bracelets using some old beads of mine, and darned if that little sucker didn't walk away with with $17. More than the lemonade stand. If you had been here? I'm bettin' he'd have made an even $20. I'm just sayin'....
love your heart...

He & Me + 3 said...

I am thinking he got a sweet deal because look at the size of that rock. Wow...I would have atleast paid 2 for that monster.
I loved that story. I know that little boy is gonna be a president of a corporation someday. He knows how to work it.

K said...

Rachel you and Mr Daddy are a truly blessed couple
How ADORABLE of Mr Daddy and what a lovely soft heart

Emily said...

That story was so sweet and funny! That little guy certainly does have some good business sense!

Foursons said...

That is hilarious! You gotta love small town america. Only there can a 6 year old boy sell rocks and walk away with $4.50. (Or somthing like that)

Susan said...

Good to know I'm not the only one buying rocks from sweet-faced little boys, and my son's not the only one who's sold mere rocks to soft-hearted adults. He and the neighbor boys also trick-or-treated in June....made a pretty good haul. Marching to a different drummer sometimes has it's advantages. :o) Kudos to you for being a good sport, Mr. Daddy!

Tranquility said...

I love that story - hilarious!!

And to think, when I was about ten, I finally asked my dad for an allowance and what did I get in return? A quarter a week and a new chore!

I guess I should have been more clever, more of an entrepreneur. ;)

Kameron said...

Ya seem a little too proud of yourself for outsmarting a 6 year old! Waht's next? The game show "are you smarter than a 5th grader"? ;o)

momof3darlings said...

Blogger doesn't like me today for some reason.

I just simply LOVE that story! How seriously PRECIOUS is that?!?! As the mother of boys who would try to sell things for extra spending money (against my wishes, I was so afraid of them being disappointed yk?) this just touches my heart!!

I'm all weepy and stuff....

Stacy said...

I knew you were a softie, Mr. Daddy! What a great story and I'm sure you made the little guy's day by buying his rock and giving him a bit of spending money. :)

brian said...

You got robbed. I've seen those rocks selling on EBay for 85 cents...

wife.mom.nurse said...

aaaaaaaahhhhhh that is very sweet of Mr. Daddy. Helped make the little guy's day!

Foursons said...

Rachel's question:So, did anyone comment on your FB? Any word from the thirsty theives?

My Answer:I got tons of comments on FB. Everyone loved the headline except for the people the headline was intended for. They were offended. Of course you can't be offended unless you know the headline is intended for you. I didn't address anyone specifically. Pretty typical don't ya think?

So glad I made you laugh. That made my day! The foot story is coming- that may make you laugh too. If you like to laugh at other people's mishaps that is. :D

Foursons said...

FYI- I never get tired of you commenting. So comment away, it makes me feel validated and important. And I need to feel validated at least once a day or I go in search of some happy pills. ;)

And I think you hit the nail on the head when you said my writing is how I talk. Yup, exactly. Except I can't search the theasurus when I'm talking so I may not sound quite as educated. But yes, I'm up for a sit and sip anytime! Anytime we're in the same area at the same time that is.