I was in Providence, RI investigating a small Indian shop. I wore a colorful beanie.
"I love your hat." The shopkeeper said.
"Why thank you!" I replied, "I like it too."
"May I buy it?"
I was surprised.
"No, actually, my aunt gave it to me, and I'd like to keep it."
He chewed his lip. He studied my hat.
"I'll pay you far more than it is worth. I will give you something in exchange that costs much more."
"No, I think I'll just keep my hat, thanks."
He chewed his lip. He studied my hat.
"Can I ... scan it? Into my computer? And measure it? So that I can make more?"
"Oh, well, sure, if you like." I handed him the hat.
"Thank you! Thank you!"
Ten minutes later he handed it back. He gave me a wristful of colorful bangles for my trouble.
5 comments:
yay i really like this story :)
I WAS THERE FOR THIS!!! haha. love it.
This is a good story. :)
I know what shop you are talking about! the one on Thayer right? that guy is awesome. one time I haggled with him to lower a price on a hat. he did.
when we returned, we had mustaches.
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