Ha, I bet that caught your eye! But seriously, my mother pimped out my knitting skills. And to make matters worse, she low balled my price!
One of the teachers at her school is having a baby boy. Teacher Lady asked Mom if I would be willing to make a hat and blanket set and if so, how much. My Mom said, “Oh I don’t know. $80?” Teacher Lady said OK.
I call my Mom and she informs me of Teacher Lady’s request and that she said to TL that I would do it for $80. I tell her that’s way too low and besides, I don’t have the yarn on hand to make a baby blanket. I said at *least* $100 and besides, what color does TL want it? “Oh, I don’t know,” my mother says.
“Well, when does she need/want it by?” I ask.
“I don’t know,” says Mom.
“Okay…can you ask her next time you see her?”
“I rarely see her. Just make it in blue or something.”
The quakes that southern Cali felt this week were caused by my headdesking and facepalming.
“I can’t believe you pimped out my knitting, Mom. You’re a terrible chulo and you don’t even get all the information I would need.”
I’m not sure I’ll do this until I find out which Teacher Lady it is (is it one of the teachers who treats my mom nicely or like the hired help? My mom is one of the cleaning ladies), what color she wants and when she wants it by. Oh and if she’ll be willing to pay more. Until then, it’s a solid No.