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Five years ago, I finally got up the nerve to busk with my magic show.
This was at a large (in comparison to anything local) festival. The coordinator at the time, felt I needed to pay a booth fee.
I agreed to it. Hey, I'm not that stupid, anymore. I broke even, if you consider the fee, milage, day off work, etc.
The new coordinator phoned me, and asked me a couple of questions... She had no idea what was going on. She then asked me how much I had charged in the past. After a grandpa trick (pretending not to hear, while I think of an answer), I quoted her a my current festival rate, after she asked me a second time.
I feel a little dirty about this, but I shouldn't.
This was at a large (in comparison to anything local) festival. The coordinator at the time, felt I needed to pay a booth fee.
I agreed to it. Hey, I'm not that stupid, anymore. I broke even, if you consider the fee, milage, day off work, etc.
The new coordinator phoned me, and asked me a couple of questions... She had no idea what was going on. She then asked me how much I had charged in the past. After a grandpa trick (pretending not to hear, while I think of an answer), I quoted her a my current festival rate, after she asked me a second time.
I feel a little dirty about this, but I shouldn't.
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