I wish I could show you her big smile too, but alas! I would rather protect her privacy.
I brought Lunchsense to a marvelous trade show in San Francisco a few Novembers ago. Lovely bunch of people there, and I think half the population stopped by to check out the lunchbox wares. This was the first show I had ever done solo, though, so I didn’t get many opportunities to take a break. This was fine, since everyone was just great…but I did get hungry.
You would think that a gal who sells lunchboxes for a living would pack something wonderful for herself, yes? No. I’m just not that good at packing my own lunch when I’m away from home, and I was staying with friends in town and didn’t want to raid their kitchen to pack my lunchbox, and besides, I knew the food at the show was going to be great. I brought a few snacks, but I was feeling the lack by Sunday afternoon, and without an assistant to cover the booth I had to get creative if I was going to get something to eat.
Opportunity knocked in the form of a beautiful, assertive, confident eight year old girl who wanted a lunchbox.
Her mom was also working a booth a row or two over, and Girl had gotten restless, wandered around, found my booth, and decided that she HAD to have a new lunchbox. So she proudly stepped up to the booth that afternoon and presented me with her own money and the request…
Is this enough?”
It wasn’t. It wasn’t even close.
But I was starving. So I pulled a ten out of my wallet, and took a chance, and made her a deal.
I’m really hungry, but I can’t break away from the booth. Bring me something for dinner and the lunchbox is yours.”
Off she ran with stars in her eyes, and returned ten minutes later…with a “menu” she had created herself from the offerings at the food court.
What do you want? Here’s what I could find, and how much everything cost.”
I made my selection and she scooted away, then returned thirty seconds later:
Do want something to drink with that?”
I ordered up a beverage and she dashed off one more time through the crowd.
Oh! I was smitten.
How often do you get to put your trust in a kid? What kind of message could we send to kids everywhere if we let them know that they CAN do a service for someone, and they CAN accept responsibility, and they WILL benefit from it?
Girl (and her mom) returned to my booth 10 minutes after that, all smiles, with my dinner (and beverage, and change from my ten) in hand, and Girl picked out her favorite color lunchbox. I think I might have broken even, or maybe even lost money on the exchange, but it was the best lunchbox sale I made all weekend.