A little later, I was working on placing some orders, and an older gentleman walked in. He wandered around aimlessly for a few minutes, then stopped to look at some rockhounding books. I greeted him and told him that if he didn't see what he was looking for to let me know, because I could probably order it for him. He turned and smiled. "Really?" he said. "Well I am looking for a coffee table." Hmm. A coffee table. In a rock shop. I thought about something a friend had told me- don't ever say I can't- say I will try. So I took a different approach with him than with my earlier customer. I smiled and said, "A coffee table, huh? Well I've been to Table Rock in South Carolina- does that count? There's also a Table Rock in North Carolina, one in Oregon, and one in Missouri. Which one of those will work for you?" He laughed.
I wrote down his name and number in the back of a notebook- it was official-looking enough that it could have been an "I'm Looking For..." book. He smiled and then went on his way wandering aimlessly into other vendors booths. I snickered. I didn't have an "I'm Looking For..." Book before he walked into my booth. But that day I created one. And I made a man happy because I told him I would call him if I happened to come across a coffee table one of these days. Hmmm. And now, a few days later, that book has three pages full of people's names and what they are looking for, regardless of whether it has anything to do with rocks.
Yesterday I said to a lady in my booth, "Anything you are looking for, just let me know." She snickered and said, "Anything?" "Yes, maam," I said. "Anything." "I'll put you in The "I'm Looking For..." Book." She seemed curious. "The What Book?" she asked. I picked up the Book and showed it to her. I opened it to the first page...the one with the man looking for the coffee table. Everyone in this book is looking for something. She looked at the page. "A coffee table?" she mused. "You don't have coffee tables. You are a rock shop." "Yep, but someday I might hear about one, and if I do, I know someone who is looking for one." She smiled, asked me for a business card. She never did tell me what she was looking for, but I'm sure she will someday.
So, the moral of the story is don't ever say I can't. Say I'll try.
And remember, whatever it is you're looking for, let us know, even if it has nothing to do with rocks. I'll put you in "The Book". Come by the shop, or call, or email, or visit us online. "Like" our Facebook page. Follow us on Twitter. Leave us your email so we can send you all the latest info. Stuff comes in and goes out all the time. You never know what we might have or be able to get, so let us hear from you. Besides, lots of things go well with rocks. In addition to Table Rock in South Carolina, or Coffee Pot Rock in Sedona, AZ, if you need a Chimney, there's Chimney Rock in Nebraska. If you are looking for the Courthouse or the Jail, there is Courthouse Rock and Jail Rock, also in Nebraska. If you are looking for needles, there are lots of those in the Black Hills of South Dakota- including one with a huge eye (for using really thick thread). There are also some in California. True story. Oh, and if you ever happen to run into someone selling a coffee table, tell me. I know a guy who's looking for one.