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[29 Mar 2009|06:30pm] |
Another day, another ward of orphans delighted by rides on brooms. I spend most of my day at the St. Alma's Orphanage annual "Quidditch Day" and I have never seen so many little kids try to hop on the same broom at once. I took half my stock, and still didn't have enough. It was heartbreaking to see them so exited just to hold them, to watch other youngsters fly around the campus. If I had more manpower at the shop, I think I'd make this more than an annual thing, monthly at least.
Any volunteers?
No, I did not take the Starstriker.
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[24 Mar 2009|10:18pm] |
While my shop normally deals in used and pre-owned brooms of the best quality, I went out on a limb, so to speak, and ordered the new Starstriker brooms. Unfortunately, there have been some major issues regarding safety. I would like to extend my apologies to any customer who was injured, and a full refund for anyone who would like to return their brooms. Until the issue is resolved, I will not be testing or selling the Starstriker brooms in my store. Please remember the Broom Closet's years of quality service, and that we will continue to provide the wizarding community with top notch brooms.
( private to George )
LeanneAlicia, Ang, AliciaLeanne, Katie, Lee, George, Sam, Gus, who am I forgetting? I am such an old man. Anyway. We need a get together. Liquor, ladies, and lawn chairs. We're going to a Quidditch match and, oh what do the Muggles call it, tailgating.
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[19 Feb 2009|12:27am] |
private.
well. I screwed the pooch on that. Sorry Padma, your ex-boyfriend is a fucker. A lazy asshole who deserves all the shit he gets because, hey, earth, why not? Take everything he loves away from him, and then have someone who use to love him yell at him!
Didn't even finish dinner or get Banoffee pie.
And I haven't had a decent sales day since then.
George. Drinks.
Also, anyone who comes to the shop and says the secret password gets a 15% discount, whole shop.
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[15 Feb 2009|11:49pm] |
Lovely party. I had a blast. And also, a brunette from the Centaur Liason Office.
private
No. I didn't. I had a martini, went home, and lost the ability to transform paper towels into doilies.
Weasley, why haven't you owled me after our magical night of love making?
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[06 Feb 2009|04:03pm] |
There has got to be a way to market a new Quidditch broom as a Valentine's gift. Put a big red bow on it and tell everyone, "Sure! You're wife will just love getting a family broom!"? Just no guarantee that she won't kick you out of the house and you're living on the broom. That's on the back of the receipt with the returns policy: if your wife gives you the boot, don't blame the broomseller. privateLost Orchideous. My mother will be very sad about that one. |
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