I took my six-year-old daughter to her first circus on Sunday. The show was a tad bit overproduced, and I didn’t perceive any sense of awe or amazement from my child, but she enjoyed herself just fine. The one thing she was looking forward to more than anything, in addition to the elephants, was a special sweet treat.
I promised I would buy her cotton candy. After all; you can’t truly enjoy a circus performance without a big ball of spun sugar. So when we got to the arena we went right to the concession stand. I pulled out a few bucks, already chuckling to myself about overpaying for a bag of sugar. Then the vendor behind the counter says “$10 dollars”.
“$10 dollars” – he says again.
My bag of cotton candy has a paper hat stuck on top of it.
“Oh no, no, no” – I say. “I don’t want the hat; I just want the cotton candy. Is there another stand where you can just get the cotton candy?”
The guy looks at me and shrugs his shoulders.
Guess what – there wasn’t. Every flippin’ bag of cotton candy came with a hat stuck on top. The “Forced Souvenir Purchase” trick. Thankfully my daughter didn’t also want a snow cone, because you couldn’t buy just a snow cone…oh no…your cup of ice with syrup flavoring came in a plastic clown-face cup holder for – you guessed it – $10 bucks!
So of course I couldn’t disappoint my daughter and I forked over the dough – partly laughing at myself and partly laughing at the circumstances.
I thought to myself – who’s the real circus clown?
(Photos from the father who paid the ten bucks)