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Tripping Down

A triple take, up in the air between Philadelphia and Miami.

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“Really? I never heard of her. I thought I was the only one with that name.”

“How has the recession affected your work?”

“It is definitely a problem, because people are tight with money, so I don’t make what I used to a couple of years ago. Still, I make a nice living, enough so it is worth it for me to do all this flying.”

“Have you considered the idea of selling over the web? That way you don’t need to keep any inventory on hand and just make everything in response to orders, at least until you build up a high volume of orders.”

“Yes, at one point I was thinking seriously of doing that. In fact I went out and bought the domain for my business name. Then I thought it over and decided I did not want to show my designs and run the risk of people copying them.”

“So I guess you are sentenced to life on the road forever, or until someone signs you up for that big singing gig.”

“Oh, I don’t mind it too much. As long as the flight attendants are respectful. I hate it when they lie to you, like saying they have no more blankets. Two things I learned from all this travel. One, there are always more blankets, in case some stuck-up person in first class wants his fifth one. Two, there are always vacancies in a hotel, although you may wind up with a room overlooking the dumpster. You just stand your ground, but without attitude, and nine times out of ten they will be reasonable.”

“Cool. I must say I admire your entrepreneurial spirit and your plucky outlook about having to travel for a living.”

“Thanks. I appreciate that.”

Suddenly inspiration struck.

“Oh, wait,” I interposed. “Now I remember which friend I meant before. They live out in Boca Raton, and their kids are four or five now. Do you have any age limit? Do you make clothes for children that age?”

“Four or five, oh no! This is strictly for adults. Why would you think kids that young?”

“Didn’t you say you make outfits for triplets?”

“No, not triplets. Strippers!” Darn those airplane engines are noisy.

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About the Author

Jay D. Homnick, commentator and humorist, is a frequent contributor to The American Spectator. He also writes for Human EventsHere he speaks at the Rally for Religious Freedom in Miami on June 8, 2012.

Letter to the Editor View all comments (9) |

Dai Alanye | 7.23.10 @ 7:29AM

How low! I read all the way thru only to find a shaggy dog story.

Funny thing is, my grandmother used to do that very thing. That is, for infants, and not triplets nor the travel except by bus to Cleveland.

ds80| 7.23.10 @ 8:36AM

... the funniest part being, "Darn, why can't I remember which friend of mine is in that position. "

Stan| 7.23.10 @ 12:29PM

I thought it was going to be dog clothes.

sinanju| 7.23.10 @ 1:11PM

Bwahahahah! A twist worthy of M. Knight Shaymalamadingdong. I have to hand it to you. The part about triplets kept me scratching my head all through the piece. For clothing purposes, triplets are just three babies the exact same size. What's so special about that? It just didn't seem like a viable business model. Especially when her ladyship said she does not use a website.

But strippers would be a more close-knit professional community than far-flung parents of triplets, and word-of-mouth would be effective for marketing one's wares. I'm well aware of the websites marketing er, dancewear/clubwear/intimate apparel and their stuff tends to look pretty cheesy and cheaply made. Of course, for a pro, one would need something custom-fitted, and if our heroine was in the dressing room of a gentleman's club, fitting out a client, her colleagues would be interested as well. A fascinating niche, though I find myself wondering if she really was a "singer" to begin with.

John Navratil| 7.23.10 @ 5:24PM

I've got a vision of the new reality shows...
Dancing with the Triplet Strippers
Eight in the Buff
Who wants to be an Exotic Dancer
American Ecdysiast
The Gentleman's Apprentice

Alan Brooks| 7.23.10 @ 8:58PM

btw,
I'm starting up an airline company:
Acme Airlines.
$30 off if you bring your own parachute.

DocSmith| 7.24.10 @ 9:31AM

Very funny. Mrs. DocSmith works in a bank and one of the tellers started a little home business making and selling purses. A bank customer was a stripper, and the stripper encouraged her to bring her purses to the club some night to show her wares. She finally got the courage to do that, and she sold out. she said the girls were eager to sit and visit with her, and when they saw something they liked, they would go out and dance a few numbers then come back and pay her for the purse. And these sold in the $100 - $150 range. Many bought more than one, and they just wen and danced a few numbers to raise the cash.

Of course, the next day the teller had to explain where she got all the $1 bills from. LOL

Adult toys | 7.4.11 @ 3:34AM

l like the space.support.
thank you.

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