spunky little panda

I sell meat and cheese at local farmers’ markets, and the peeps there be crazy/interesting/awesome/sometimes all of the above.  Here are some things that happened this week.  

1. A man came to my booth and I was blabbering on about cheese as I always do.  He was silent.  He signed something to me and went to reach for a pen and paper.  Realizing he was deaf, I told him that I sign, and we chatted about cheese in sign language.  He seemed totally stoked to be able to disregard his often-necessary method of written communication.  He asked if we had dill cheese, and I said, “No, only chive.”  What’s up mad ASL skillz comin’ in handy!?

2. I sold my first beef tongue!  Nope, that’s not an innuendo.  This nice couple was pretty bummed that we don’t sell brains.  He asked, “Do you have cow brains?”  I said no.  He asked, “What kind of brains do you have?”  Wasn’t sure how to answer that one.  They seemed content with the tongue.  

3. A woman asked if the meat coolers have stickers that say “Emily” on them because that was the name of the cow.  She had a really distraught, frowny face on when she asked me that.  I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about going along with it for a second.