Cookie Watch Day: The Homestretch

After last week's dismal cookie showing on account of the flat-on-my-back part of the program, we have pretty much caught up to where we should be, cookie-wise. On St. Patrick's Day Avocado and I sold about 100 boxes in front of the Dubliner, an Irish bar in Noe Valley. Had we been able to stay an hour or so later, we would very likely have sold another hundred as people began to arrive at the bar/leave the bar/see the cute Scout with green boxes of cookies. Today, despite a brisk wind (and a hostile homeless woman with dried blood all over her nose, who kept circling around to mutter threateningly at us for no particular reason I could divine) we sold 188 boxes, give or take. With Gifts of Caring and payments still due for cookies on hold, we're within about 50 boxes of reaching the girl's goal, and I expect we'll do that tomorrow, easy.

Monday is judgment reconciliation day, when unsold cookies get turned in, final accountings are made, and huge sighs of relief are heard.

Avocado's goal was 1200, and I think she'll clear it. There's one girl who's saving Cookie Dough with the Council so she can go on an overseas Scout trip next year--she's regularly sold 2500 boxes each year. Watching Avocado today I realized that this really does teach them about salesmanship, handling money, and logistics skills. If it takes a little skin off my reality, that's not such a big price to pay.