Thursday, October 12, 2006

WARNING: possibly offensive....


A neighbour came over yesterday afternoon and announced she was having a party, adding that it would be great if I could come. I don't know this neighbour very well, in fact, the only time she had spoken to me, was to sneer and hiss at our dogs...so her sudden extending of the hand of friendship was rather unexpected. "ALL the neighbours are coming", she gloated.
Of course...it was going to be one of THOSE parties.
The picture on the invitation showed three women in party hats, wine in hand, streamers falling about them and party blowers - these "parties" are never like that.
Over the years, I have attended my fair share of sales gatherings (I refuse to call them PARTIES). I have been invited to events promoting the sale of books, cosmetics, tupperware, toys, linen, tealight candles, lingerie, crafts, and much much more. Many of these sales gatherings have been put on by very close friends or family, who I have been happy to support - we all have to make a buck somehow now, don't we?
I do have one friend however, who I only ever heard from when she was having a "sales gathering". She tended to ring me at the last minute, usually the night before, to inform me she was having an event, not many people were coming, so could I please come "to make up the numbers". I guess I am probably a bit oversensitive, but...I am BLOODY offended by that. "What... your real friends couldn't come?"
I must say - I would actually prefer it if I didn't go to such events. I certainly don't want to sit around for two hours talking about plastic containers that cost the earth....sure, they have a lifetime guarantee (sigh...whatever, zzzzzzzzzzzzzz). I always feel obliged to buy something - even if I don't want anything, and I don't really have the money to fritter away needlessly. And on the rare occasion that I had the strength to NOT buy anything, then I feel guilty that I enjoyed the hosts hospitality, nibbled on the chips and dip and generally wasted the sales reps time...I guess that is the effect that these organisations are kind of aiming for really.
I am also constantly amazed when I attend these sales gatherings, and see other invitees getting so into it. They scan their glossy brochures with glassy eyed enthusiasm, pencils poise, ready for swift circling action when a desired item appears, not unlike a hunter preparing to snare a prized beast. And they discuss the items with such concentrated interest and expertise as if they are about to purchase a valuable rare antique. "So....the three tiered pineapple piece dispenser...does it really guarantee to keep your pineapple fresh for up to 8 weeks while draining it of unnecessary liquids...I am impressed! I MUST have one of those." Oh please!
Or when the sales person starts the pitch, "just look at the quality ladies.... you won't find quality like this in any store. This egg flipper will turn a perfect fried egg everytime or your money back". To which the hypnotised nod in unison, mesmerised by a bit of old plastic while frantically circling the item in the glossy brochure.
At the end of the night, invitees tally the cost of their selected items, have a minor heart attack, review the list and conclude that they simply can't go on living without a single one , especially the pancake flipper that comes with a pair of novelty oven mits, even though it looks suspiciously like the egg flipper, which is ESSENTIAL after all. They then extend a quivering hand, holding a cheque made out for a small fortune, and leave with an impending feeling of being ripped off, while the host salivates over the limited number of uninspiring host gifts and "free" sales target prizes.
I have NEVER held such a sales gathering; there is something unsavory about inviting friends and acquaintances to spend their hard earned cash on items they could possibly find in a store, if they REALLY needed it..if not, SURELY they could call the appropriate sales gathering rep and place an order without having to endure the blessed "party".
Since living in this street, I have been invited to a Tupperware party, which I couldn't attend because I was in Australia (oh damn); two tealight candle parties, both times I had NO spare cash to fritter away on something I could never imagine ever using. I already have a couple of tealight candle holders, and honestly, two is enough....so I didn't go to either of those events. I have noticed however, that the tealight candle neighbour refuses to acknowledge my existence, so I think my declining to attend was an offence - oops.
So.... in the spirit of being neighbourly and a good sport, I have decided to attend the grouchy neighbours bloomin' sales gathering. I have no idea what product is on offer "Spirals Gourmetware - wire home decor" the invitation reads (...help me). I suppose it cooooooould be FUN. The "party" is in two weeks...believe me, you WILL be hearing about it.

9 Comments:

At 11:45 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I can't help but think of Napoleon Dynamite when I read this. Obviously, you are no Uncle Rico, but these neighbors of yours are, no matter how much they want to deny it and pretend this a party.

In this day and age, I can't understand who really needs so much of this stuff, well, specifically Tupperware. I mean, buy the cheap Ziplock and Gladlock containers. Sure, they don't last a lifetime, but who cares? If you've seen the stuff that stills alive from the 1970's there's a reason you don't want it to last forever. Biodegradeable is a good thing.

Now, since this is about 'wire home decor' this is even tougher. If it's bowls you can always throw them a curve and ask if it will hold your Lays Potato Chips. If the answer comes back, "no, that's what the Tupperware bowls I sold you are for", then you need to think quick on your feet and fire back, "But I won't have room for my Tupperware if I get these", or, if that isn't going over well, just say something like "The Feng Shui of my house doesn't allow wire home decor".

Wicker yes, but, wire no.

Soon you might find yourself not being invited to any of these so called parties. Of course, you'll have to think of something else to blog about. Tough choices, indeed.

 
At 12:04 PM, Blogger strauss said...

Nice suggestions, although I am afraid I might then get invited to a wicker party.
I note the 1970's comment with a nod and a snigger. My Mum's bright orange tupperware bowl will NEVER die, although the lid has mysteriously gone walkabout...and there is no guarantee for that.

 
At 4:06 PM, Blogger strauss said...

Ha Ha Ha you are funny.
You know I am a sucker for a book and I did like Viviennes.
....I think I have desecrated a female institution in dissing the sales gathering.....haven't I?

 
At 6:39 PM, Blogger strauss said...

I Did not SNAP it. I accepted her offer kindly thank you very much!

 
At 7:38 PM, Blogger strauss said...

Oh, well yes. Live and learn. I guess you have to tow the line around here. Ha ha ha.

 
At 10:53 PM, Blogger Kathleen said...

I think your description of these parties nailed it perfectly....excuse me "sales gatherings." I feel absolutely no guilt in saying "no" to these events, and if someone won't speak to me after, then they're not really a friend, now are they? I think you should change your mind and not go....especially when you can't think of a good reason to attend. Call me scrooge.

 
At 10:54 PM, Blogger Kathleen said...

Okay...I'm back. Go ahead and attend. I've thought of a good reason for you to.....you will write an absolutely hilarious and entertaining blog about it, and that's something for us to look forward to!

 
At 11:11 PM, Blogger strauss said...

Thanks Kathleen, I LOVED your comments. I will go for two reasons - I might meet some of the other women around the place, and hopefully learn some of the names of the faces I have seen around, and to gather material for a blog entry.

 
At 3:13 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think you really struck a cord here. Having just left a busniess of this nature (not sure I would admit it to you if still in it :)
I found your blog too true and funny. Yes go and give us some more chuckles. Monkey had some good ideas, darn wish I could think so quick at these parties. LK

 

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