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Carol Perkins: The adventure of opening a new business I
Glasgow, KY, is getting a new business, Fancy Pants, owned by Carol's friend Camilla Shive. Getting started, they made a trip to the Atlanta Buyers Market and eventful adventure. This is the first installment.
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By Carol Perkins
Glasgow will soon have a new place to shop. A place to buy skinny jeans, the latest tops to go with them, jewelry, and a host of other items for a modern look. Fancy Pants is coming soon! My friend and fellow teacher Camilla Shive will open in the next few weeks on Happy Valley Rd. Now that I have plugged her new business, the story of our adventure to find the latest fashions for this business took us to the Atlanta Buyers Market a few weekends ago. Not wanting to go alone and knowing how much I enjoy shopping, she invited me.
We left early afternoon for the long drive, and when we were on the other side of Bowling Green, her husband called my phone so I could tell Camilla that she had left her cell phone and a stack of papers at home on the table. We turned around and drove to Smiths Grove where he met us with her valuables. That's a good man.
Once on the other side of Nashville, we stopped at a Japanese restaurant similar to Shogun, but it wasn't even close. While we waited, we became intrigued with the conversation between the man and woman to our left who downed two mixed drinks and a few beers each. I whispered to Camilla, "Wonder who's driving?" To our right was a young couple with a baby who said a few words and fed the baby silently; neither appearing to be too happy. Only we women would pay THAT much attention to detail. That meal lasted over two hours, which delayed us further.
At one o'clock in the morning, we arrived. The hotel was across the street from the market and soon to undergo renovation. Handy as it was, the plaster fell from our ceiling as the upstairs guest walked across the floor, and the sink faucet dripped and dripped and dripped until the carpet was wet in front of it. The only good thing about this motel was the location, a free breakfast, and it was dirt cheap compared to the Omni.
When the market opened, we were the first ones looking, touching, and pricing. Dragging our cart on wheels, we were on our last legs several hours later when we wandered into a store called The Magic Men Scarves. They sold a variety of tops, scarves, etc. and were busying around pricing, hanging, and getting ready for the day. Before long, we had both found chairs, sat down, and one of the Magic Men brought us some water. Declaring we were starving and looking for a place to eat, he went to the back and came out with two peanut butter/jelly sandwiches and a package of Trail Mix. Of course, we had to buy something from the magic men, so I bought scarves.
At another place we both bought a fixture for our individual stores, not sure whether they would fit into her Ford Edge. In addition to the collapsible racks with four pieces of heavy glass, she found a table with four chairs. I visualized riding down the interstate with a table tied to the top. The little ladies from whom we bought the racks assured us that the men in loading would help us. They didn't tell us the men would help us after the market closed each day. "We're not allowed upstairs during market hours." So not knowing this, we drove inside the loading dock only to be given two rolling carts, sent to the service elevator, and up to the sixth floor with a promise they would help us load the items once we came back. UNIONS.
Even though downtown Atlanta offers many places to dine, there was a PINK concert going on in the Phillips Arena so we circled and circled, pulled into valet parking at the Weston, and asked the attendant for his recommendation. He gave us directions to what would become my all-time favorite place to eat outside of Kentucky!
(Next week the adventure continues) - Carol Perkins
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