Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Woman obligation parties.



Stella and Dot.


Pampered Chef.

And the list goes on and on. 

I have now had to decline a second party in two weeks.  The first was for jewelry.  The second party is for handbags and such.  These are two themes that I've had to decline before. 

1.  I work at an art gallery, am surrounded by beautiful jewelry comprised of real stones and whatnot.  I don't mean to be a snob, but when I do buy myself the rare piece (with birthday money), I want it to be the real goods.

2.  I am horrible at the womanly obligation to have 10 million bags that I change 14 hundred times.  I carry what could be termed as a wallet on a string.  I only change it for a similar, but beady, wallet on a string for weddings and special occasions that require me to wear heels.  I do not like purses.  I only carry one because I have to and I only carry one that fits the essentials.  I do not carry make-up, books or have a need to tote a sippy cup any longer.  I'm good with my $1.50 leather purse that came from the thrift many years ago.  I don't want to sit and watch convertible purses and magnetic, changeable fronts.  I don't mean to be mean, but I just don't care.

I've been invited to stamping parties and Creative Memories parties.  My good friend Rachael is a stamp girl.  She is fantastic at what she does.  If I need to acquire anything stampy, I could just pay her for her excellent services.  Creative Memories?  I know people love it, but I'd rather stab my eyes out with pencils.  I went to one of those 4 mini-course things for a friend of mine.  She was going to be a CM consultant, ended up only having 1 of the mini-courses and so I paid money for essentially nothing.  At least it wasn't a lot.  I learned to use the tools, which was helpful later.  Still, I was bored to death.  I know I do the art gig, but this just didn't work for me.

Tupperware and Pampered Chef, I find, pretty much sell themselves.  Those two involve a cultish following of woman, sitting amongst ladies generally of a similar age, that talk, compare and are able to state at the drop of a hat exactly how many pieces of each they own.  I find that Tupperware's need in my life is pretty much replaced by the much cheaper disposable containers from the mass marketers.  Pampered Chef is one that I do claim cannot be beat, I have a few items that I love, but I only have a 1008 sq ft ranch, one that could not possibly contain all of the Pampered Chef items that the consultants are hawking anyhow.

Ladies at church that hardly know me have invited me to handbag sales, jewelry sales, lotions and potions of the like and children's toy parties.  If you don't know me well enough to call me up on the phone and talk about this, that and the other, please don't include me on your list.  I don't mean to be rude, but I admit-- I have a hatred for these parties.

I've been invited to adult themed parties and if that is something up your alley, good for you.  If that is something that I did want to purchase, I certainly wouldn't do that in the company of a bunch of woman that I don't know, while getting schnockered on wine and other alcohol to encourage more sales.  I don't care if they take you to a little room and send you out with a little plain brown package.  Nothankyou.

In an economy that is up and down, essentials of life going up substantially in price, why do people keep having these parties?  Perhaps I'm one of the few that just don't get it.  I know that part of my issue is that I work retail and would love to leave everything retail at the work doorstep until I'm due in on my next day.

All right.  Have at it.  Give me your thoughts. 

Smiles in my day:
-  I made a three-fruit cobbler for dessert tonight.  We're celebrating my in-law's 45th anniversary and I needed a dessert.  We were supposed to celebrate it on July 23, their actual anniversary, but K- was busy fevering and whatnot.  She is well, so the party moves on.  I hope that the cobbler is good.  I'll have to let you know.
-  Rain has fallen then last two days, which has freed me from my evening watering duties.

Have a great day!

1 comment:

Rach said...

I have hosted a number of parties--to help out consultant friends. There are MAJOR incentives if you host one and happen to like the items they're hawking.

The thing is, if I hosted a party and people booked off me, then I was obligated to attend THEIR parties. It was a vicious cycle, one my husband referred to as the "cults". We started with candles, moved on to CM and then to Southern Living at Home. Now, I'll confess, I *did* like the SL stuff and own quite a bit--purchased when hostess bucks and 1/2 price items, etc.

But, I don't do the jewelry parties or the bag parties or much of anything else these days. The idea is to invite as many people as you can think of to boost your sales. SO, even if I don't know you personally, I may just put your name on a postcard invite on the off chance you might decide to attend.

And, if you attend, it is assumed you WILL buy something. ARGH!

When I was still working, I had a great deal of disposable income. Things have certainly changed...

I think many of these women like these parties as an excuse to get together and gossip and whatnot. I'm truly not that kind of person. I don't enjoy that sort of thing. :shrug:

I DO like Pampered Chef, haven't EVER been to a Tupperware party, and want to avoid Miche and Stella and Dot at all cost.

Oh, as for 31, cousin Woli sells it. So, if I just have to have a bag (or organizing tote or purse or baby bag get the idea), she's my gal.

I have to say, there is something lovely about not working any more. ;o)