I am about to tell a tale of the worst week ever, it is not for the faint of heart so viewer discretion is advised. Alright, itās not that bad, but if you do actually read this whole thing you’ll know why it was the worst week ever. I’m going to try and keep it as brief as possible for the blog then block it from my memory completely.
So in case you havenāt been following along with the eBUS live adventures this past week we took on a project to operate our own fireworks stand in Puyallup, WA to try and make a little extra cash while we work on eBUS liveās development. It sounded good on paper and we were slated to earn about $2000 if we did as well as the stand did last year.
We got our paper work fine and everything seemed to be in order, we inventoried everything and overall kept pretty tight books. So the 27th rolled around and we had to āmoveā to the stand location to accept shipment of our product and to stock the stand. The reason I say move is because we had to live by the stand 24 hours a day until we closed the stand 7 days later. Luke spent about $50 on misc. items to prepare our stand for business, plus we were already down $250 for renting the credit card machine and $100 for insurance.
Shipment arrived on time, inventory checked out and we immediately stocked the stand with the product. (Minor detail: inventory was incorrectly marked by the supplier but in the end we received all the products we were supposed to receive). At that point we were feeling good and we were prepared to open on the 28th at noon which was limited by a local ordinance.
After a descent nights sleep (I donāt think Luke would say the same thing) via ear plugs and a sun shade we were ready to open. Noon came and passed, as did 1, 2, and 3 and we were still not open because we needed to be inspected by the fire chief. Our advisor at the fireworks company told us to just open and that she had completed all the paper work and everything would be fine. So we opened at 4 and closed at 11, retailed a couple hundred and made about $30 on the day (chipping away at our deficit). Not exactly minimum wage, but we were told the first few days are really slow.
Nine in the AM rolled around pretty quickly on the 29th and Luke had to open the stand while I slept in a bit. Itās not like he needed my help though, it wasnāt exactly busy at 9 on a weekday 5 days before the 4th. Blah blah blahā¦lots of sitting, little sellingā¦blah blah blah. Then tragedy struck, but to make a really long story short a set of checks did not clear at the bank and we added about $600 to our deficit. We were not off to a good start.
At that point we already wanted this whole thing to be over with, the only thing keeping us sane was the fact that the Malone family visited often which gave us a nice change of pace from starring at the sea of passing cars all day. The 30th went a lot like the 29th, not much happened and we didnāt make much money either.
So the 1st and the 2nd was the weekend so we were naturally expecting things to pick up so that we could make a little bit of money. Things did pick up a little and my brother Graham made it down from Redmond to help out which was cool. Still significantly in the hole we retailed a few hundred both days but the weekend still wasnāt worth the effort.
Finally on the 3rd we were getting a decent flow of customers. There was a lot less sitting/starring and a lot more selling going on. After closing at 11 on the 3rd we counted our money and balanced the books. We were finally feeling like we just might break even and maybe even make a little money for our 7 days worth of effort. Needless to say we ended up just barely in the hole after the 3rd and a big 4th would push us into the green.
The 4th was going tremendously well, we were having tons of sales and the flow of customers was pretty consistent. Of course we all know that going a few days without a major complication is too much to ask for, and then suddenly in the afternoon a man walked up with a badge around his neck and a gun on his hip and told us that we needed to shut down and that we were not legally allowed to be there operating our stand. To add insult to injury I was will a customer who was about the spend $100 and Luke was about to close a deal for one of the big boxes valued at $450. So the customers fled the scene and we quickly shut down. The officer left and we called our rep to see what was going on. She frantically got to work as we pulled out our lawn chairs and sat in the parking lot under the midday sun while turning potential customers away citing the fact that we had been shut down. About an hour passed by and our rep called up and told us to open back up, apparently someone at the fire department has mysteriously misplaced our paperwork but they found it and everything was good to go. We opened back up, sold a few things and closed shop for good at 9. We inventoried what we had left, packed it all up and got our paperwork in order for our meeting the following morning to turn in our stuff.
We slept at Lukeās house the night of the 4th, but we didnāt get there until about 1 in the morning because of all the work we had to do. At least we got to sleep in beds away from the road and lights for one night. We quickly woke up on the 5th and headed to our final meeting with the supplier.
After about an hour of inventory nonsense our rep showed up and decided that since everything wasnāt working out that we needed to meet with her next week to sort it out. Basically their computers were off. Also we found out that we were supposed to bring our fire extinguishers back with us which we left at the stand or we would get fined. Luckily Debbie was able to pick those up for us so I think we may have avoided that one.
Hopefully we can meet with our rep soon, get this thing sorted out, and be done with fireworks selling for the rest of our lives.
So just in case the story didnāt accurately depict the horrors of this past week let me do a quick recap for you. We worked a total of 88 hours and if you include sleeping next to the stand then we were occupied a total of 187 hours. We made a profit of around $200, which if you do the math is about $1.14 an hour per person based on the 88 work hours. And if the money thing isnāt enough to convince you that it was terrible let me recap the issues that arose. First of all we had to open 4 hours late because the fire chief never came to inspect us. Second, we were robbed about $800 retail. Third we were shut down by the man because again the fire chief lost our paper work. Also, we showered only 1 time during this period only because my brother Graham was helping us out and guarded the goods while we went to Lukeās house. Additionally, we had to re-inventory our items when we turned them in because the supplier had not entered one of our reorders. And the cherry on this whole thing besides the money is that I missed my big 4th of July extravaganza with my friends up in Redmond. The 4th is a big deal for me and I had this tradition going with some friends which I could not attend this year and all for this awful experience.
The only redeeming factor from this whole thing is the lessons we learned and few moments we got to spend with our visitors/fans such as the Maloneās, the Olsonās, Matt, Graham, and some others. Plus I guess you could say we got some publicity for eBUS live but who knows how much impact that will have on passersby and fireworks customers.
-Carson