Well, I sold two napkin arts for ten dollars last night.
     I was under the impression that this young lady was going to buy four of them for $20, but it was not to be.
     Meanwhile, I had to suffer with this young lady and her friend perusing my napkin art stacks for about an hour, just to make their choices.
     I am glad I entertained them, but I wish I had been better compensated.
     English was not their first tongue, so I guess my writing was somewhat amusing to them, not being used to seeing actual writing in so-called 'American English'.  Everyone is used to text on portable devices now.

     Then there was this guy I had to deal with later.  The bartender had told a customer that I was from Salt Lake City which is not exactly true, but anyway, there I was with this guy who had spent some time in Provo, which is about three doors away from Hell.  Anyway, the conversation didn't go exactly well, as the gentleman to me seemed to have quite the cocaine history, and his words were on automatic pilot, which was disdainfully unpleasant for me.

     Following, today I was late to the cafe. Several people glanced at my artwork, but only in passing.
     One girl actually stopped to look, and I addressed her with, "Do you have any questions?"
     "No, I'm just admiring," she stated sheepishly, though it was more like a mouse.
     That translates to me as, "No, I don't have any money at all, sir, and if I did, I wouldn't spend it on art, and certainly not yours."

     In addition, I get people asking me for discounts on art that is already discounted.  I feel more embarrassed for them than I do for me.  $5 is not a lot to ask for an original piece of art, especially for work that has taken hours to create.