jcm71
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Yesterday at the Chattanooga Market a higher functioning, but obviously mentally challenged gentleman stopped by my booth. We made polite small talk for about 5 minutes and he eventually ambled away. About an hour later he returned, and we again exchanged pleasantries. He selected a pen (doesn't matter what type) and said he wanted to buy it. Oh, crap, says I to myself.
I asked him if he was at the market with anyone, and he said he was there with his mother and his twin brother. I told him I would love to meet her, and would he mind going to get her. I would like for her to see the pen he wanted to buy. I made that request to him several times. He started getting agitated, and said he was 32 years old and old enough to buy a pen. By the way this guy stood 6'3" or 6'4" and was well over 200 pounds. Now I was thinking he might do something damaging to me or to my booth.
I then told him I would sell him the pen, if he promised me he would go show it to his mother. He promised me he would and I sold him the pen and he went away. I was hoping the mother would stop by my booth so we could talk, and I could give a full refund if necessary, however she never showed.
A short while later I saw him several booths down, talking to another tall man (twin brother?), so I went down to talk to him. It quickly became obvious he was as mentally challenged as his brother. No mother in sight, so I returned to my booth.
Mom never showed up the rest of the day. I am hoping she stops by next Sunday at the market so I can explain the situation to her and give a refund if necessary.
Any advice on how I could have better handled this situation.
I asked him if he was at the market with anyone, and he said he was there with his mother and his twin brother. I told him I would love to meet her, and would he mind going to get her. I would like for her to see the pen he wanted to buy. I made that request to him several times. He started getting agitated, and said he was 32 years old and old enough to buy a pen. By the way this guy stood 6'3" or 6'4" and was well over 200 pounds. Now I was thinking he might do something damaging to me or to my booth.
I then told him I would sell him the pen, if he promised me he would go show it to his mother. He promised me he would and I sold him the pen and he went away. I was hoping the mother would stop by my booth so we could talk, and I could give a full refund if necessary, however she never showed.
A short while later I saw him several booths down, talking to another tall man (twin brother?), so I went down to talk to him. It quickly became obvious he was as mentally challenged as his brother. No mother in sight, so I returned to my booth.
Mom never showed up the rest of the day. I am hoping she stops by next Sunday at the market so I can explain the situation to her and give a refund if necessary.
Any advice on how I could have better handled this situation.