Farmer H's World

Despite falling on the ice when trying to get to his SUS2.5 (Storage Unit Store 2.5) a few days previous, Farmer H returned on Thursday. He said it was worth it, because he made a $900 sale. Except that he had to hold the item like lay-a-way, with a portion paid down on it. So what did he gain, really? A partial payment that he will give back within a reasonable time if the buyer can't scrape together the rest. I think he could just have easily done that business over the phone, agreeing to hold that item until a certain date, and get the down payment on a more weather-friendly day. It's a repeat customer. Not like people were just browsing Farmer H's shop during the gloomy icy day.

Anyhoo... Farmer H has gone BACK to his SUS2.5 today (Friday) on his usual schedule. In spite of snow falling since 3:00 a.m., due to stop around noon. Again, I don't think there will be shoppers. Or even other sellers down at the storage units in such weather. I've had a couple texts from Farmer H, which signifies his boredom. I'm sure he will be moving things around and improving the ambiance of his shop. He does have heat, and a microwave to warm the mini chicken sandwiches he took with a small bag of chips. Plus he has all those treats he was going to hand out to customers, heh, heh!

That's how things go in Farmer H's world. His logic is not the same as other, shall we say, LOGICAL people! Another example would be his dining habits. 

A couple nights ago, I had his supper all ready for him to scoop up. Had the bowl set out for his beans, with the serving spoon he likes to eat with. Also a knife to spread the Kerrygold on his corn muffins. Farmer H picked up a paper plate to set his bowl and muffins on. A small plate.

"Are you sure you want that plate?"

"It's all I need."

"Do you think it will hold that bowl AND your muffins?"

"Oh. Maybe not." He got a bigger plate.

Once Farmer H had left the kitchen to take his food to the living room to the marred coffee table in front of the long couch, I noticed that the paper towel I had laid out for him was still on the cutting block.

"I see you didn't pick up your paper towel."

"I DON'T NEED NO PAPER TOWEL! I have one over by my TV chair, and I'll use it if I need to before I touch the remote!"

He was downright hateful about it! Because I was being unreasonable, I suppose. Because why would anybody need a napkin or paper towel while eating corn muffins slathered with butter? 

Farmer H's world. Sometimes it's not big enough for the both of us.