This post was originally shared on The Romantic Vineyard blog in November 2010. I thought it was worth sharing in the UBC on Day 19. Enjoy…
It was the week of Thanksgiving, and I was set on trying a new creamed corn recipe for the holiday. Having a large extended family I was going to need a lot of corn – 24 ears to be exact. I knew that the grocery stores would be too expensive for such a large quantity; so my husband and I headed towards a roadside vegetable stand. I was sure that their candy corn, as it’s called, would help me duplicate the dish I had so enjoyed at a New Orleans’ restaurant, Commander’s Palace.
Off we went. We stopped at the first stand we came to, and I scouted out the market to see if they had what I needed. They did and at the right price, too; four ears for a dollar! My husband stayed in the car certain it would only take a moment to make my purchase.
I bagged my corn and took it to the man working the checkout counter. He looked a bit odd, but seemed friendly enough.
“Hi!” I smiled as I placed my corn on the table in front of him. “I have 24 ears of corn in the bags.”
He looked at me while figuring my total in his head, “That’ll be $21!”
“$21? The sign said that the corn is four ears for a dollar!”
“That’s right – $21.” He said with a toothless grin.
I knew he just wasn’t thinking, so I attempted to help him with his figuring. “The sign says four ears for a dollar – that’s eight ears for two dollars, twelve ears for three dollars…”
I thought he would have stopped me by this point, but it was obvious by the unbelieving smirk on his face that he still wasn’t getting it.
I continued, “sixteen ears for four dollars, twenty ears for five dollars and twenty-four ears for six dollars!”
“Naw! You’re tryin’ to cheat me!” was his reply.
I couldn’t believe it! Was he joking with me? Was there a hidden camera somewhere? He was serious and so convinced in his mind to the point that he wasn’t going to sell me the corn!
I asked, while looking around, “Is there anyone else that works here?”
Before he could answer me I saw a couple of men sitting at the far end of the stand. I walked up to them and asked if they worked there.
The owner replied, “Is he giving you a hard time, darlin’?”
“Well, he’s trying to sell me 24 ears of corn for $21.” I still couldn’t believe this was actually happening.
“Man, he hit his head yesterday and must’ve hurt himself worse than I thought. Come with me!”
I followed him as he approached the checkout counter. “Mac, I want you to sell this lady her corn for $6, ya hear?”
He took my corn from under the counter and still hesitated in taking my money. He kept staring suspiciously at me, and when his boss had walked away he said under his breath, “You must’ve really winked your eye at him!”
With that I took my bag of corn before he could grab it from me and quickly got in the car.
As I closed the door and took an exasperated breath, my husband said, “What took you so long?”
“You won’t believe it…”
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That is hilarious and scary at the same time!
I would have been so flustered!
I’m afraid there are many, younger than that man, who could not calculate four for a dollar. Very sad.
Thanks for sharing this delightful little story.
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Hilarious! Scary and sad and funny at the same time!
Glad you shared this crazy story!!
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I’ve tried three times now to leave a comment and it glitches.
I enjoyed your funny and sad/scary story.
God bless! Laurie
Thank you for persevering with your comment. It came through! 🍂🍃🍁
I noticed you started following my Lessons and Lessons blog. Thank you so much!
However, I am no longer active there, so if you’d like to follow me over at my active blog, Ridge Haven Homestead, you’ll see more up to date posts.
I still include some homeschooling in there with the homesteading!
Either way, I thought I’d let you know!
Thank you Laurie. I didn’t realize that was a different blog. I just click on it from your comment. And all three of your comments came through. I have to approve them before they’re published. That may be why you didn’t see them.
What a mess. I’m gonna have to take a look at my settings. Sorry for spamming you.
Wow, now I feel bad for that guy. Did he have a concussion or worse?
What is that special New Orleans’ dish you planned on making? I like sweet corn, so I’m curious.
There’s a link to our family’s recipe blog.
Duh… you mean the Creamed Corn? Got it. Thanks.
Yes, and it’s so good!
Good example of perseverance. However, the man selling you the corn sounds like he had more than a concussion.
Yes, I felt bad for him. He certainly wasn’t 100%
This story makes me sad. He may have needed a doctor’s visit. Hopefully, they let him go rest somewhere!
I hope so. He seemed like a recovering alcoholic to me and the owner was giving him a shot at a decent job.
Reminds me of a game many 7-11 stores did. They posted a mop by the counter- and if you didn’t pay attention, they rang you up for it. If you complained, they’d “fix” the sale. Otherwise, big profits for them.
That’s horrible! How did they get caught?