I was a Tupperware lady. In fact I became a manager of my own unit of salespeople, which gave me use of a company car. I became one of these “party” girls early in our marriage. Our children still needed daddy time at night and it was a source of extra income for us. It also gave me a reason to party several times a week.
In those days, Tupperware was sold on the party plan. Salespeople would take their wares into people’s homes and show them how to use it correctly, getting the most out of the product. I sold a lot of plastic. I’d talk about the necessity of storing food in airtight containers, preventing bug infestation and organizing cupboards. After talking about how many spices should be thrown out shortly after opening, I knew I had them. I know I must have sold at least 5 sets of seasoning containers at each party.
There was one time, as I was traveling to one of these events, that my old Monte Carlo broke down. I was in the middle of a bridge when it happened. Smoke spewed from under the hood and my only choice was to pull over. This was before cell phones, texting or any of that technology stuff. I had no way of calling for help.
A kind man eventually stopped and pushed my car to a safer spot. He then offered to take me to where I was going – which was only a few miles away. Without hesitation, I agreed. I stuffed my huge Tupperware bag into the back seat of his car and we proceeded to the party. On the way, he offered to sell me some frozen meat, which he had in his trunk. Of course, I wasn’t in a position to buy anything at that moment, so I suggested some containers which might work well for keeping the meat fresh.
Every time I think of that truthful story, I wonder how I could’ve been so trusting of a complete stranger. Was I so naïve to think he was just a good Samaritan? Didn’t I know about serial killers? Was I in such a hurry to make a buck, I threw all caution to the wind? I would answer yes to all of these questions. As usual, my guardian angel was watching over me all the way.
I made it safely to my site – completed my demonstration – received several orders for seasoning containers – called my husband to come to my aid and a tow truck to pick up my car. I’m not sure how much money I made that night, but it left me with a story I’ll never forget.