Saturday, September 02, 2006
Back in February, a sad little resale shop, the Mini Flea, opened in the storefront below my apartment. Over the last seven months, I've never once seen a customer inside. I've rarely seen anyone inside.
Today, a Store For Rent sign went up in the window. The Mini Flea is closed, despite the fact that its Grand Opening is still ongoing.
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Perhaps it has something to do with the name. Not so sure i'd buy a mattress from a store called "Mini Flea" . . . Case Studio 448 of Why Not to Let Cousin Guido Do Your Marketing.
On Friday night I was standing outside your place waiting for Young to answer the door. A woman with a huge tattoo on her right arm and a piercing in the center of her lip walked up to me as I tried to avoid eye contact with her. She asked me if I knew of anyone looking to buy furniture since they had to sell and get rid of the stuff they had. She pointed to the Mini Flea and the handful of people moving the remaining pieces out of the store.
Sadly, I said I did not know of anyone looking for furniture.
I then yelled at Young for not answering the door fast enough and making me talk to someone at the Mini Flea.
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Sadly, I said I did not know of anyone looking for furniture.
I then yelled at Young for not answering the door fast enough and making me talk to someone at the Mini Flea.
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