19 June 2003
The perils of small business
Your basic Scary Introduction: "Hi, I'm from the government and I'm here to help."
Or, if you're six-year-old Avigayil Wardein of Naples, Florida, "We're the cops and we've come to close down your lemonade stand."
Something about a permit. And the city says that they don't do this sort of thing "unless someone complains," so I have to assume someone was whining about it. Does Bill O'Reilly sell sodas on the sidewalk?
Posted at 11:17 AM to Dyssynergy
According to the story, a neighbor complained. It's a hazard of living down here -- every block seems to have at least one cranky, misanthropic refugee from life who can't stand the fact that he or she can't afford a twenty-acre compound guarded by electric fences, so they compensate by making their neighbor's lives miserable.
In any case, the city seemed to have responded nicely (they gave the girl a free permit, so now she can reopen her lemonade stand -- and she can accept "tips" as long as she's not officially charging).
But I notice the city stopped short of letting her take a cattle prod to the cranky neighbor...
Oh well, life is full of compromises.
It's full of something, that's for sure.