Yep, it's that time of year when parents across the country wonder to themselves - what have I gotten myself into? My daughter is supposed to sell /how/ many boxes of cookies so she can go to camp?? Wouldn't it be easier if I just shelled out the bucks instead of begging coworkers and strangers at the mall to buy the blasted sugar bombs?
It's been a problematic thing for me from the start - by nature I'm a pretty quiet person unless I'm up teaching a class. I hated doing retail, loathe anything that smacks of sales or marketing, mostly because it just didn't /fit/ very well. I'm more likely to say if you don't need it, for gosh sakes, don't buy it, no matter how pretty. I was terrible when I had my jewelry business - I'm prone to flattery, so if a customer liked what I had, I would either undercut my price or just give the pair of earrings away.
I suspect it's a carryover from that old fashioned Filipino hospitality that makes it dangerous to compliment a host at times - mentioning that a particular vase is pretty may produce an awkward moment where the complimentor, meaning well, must now decide if it really /does/ fit with her decor at home, while carefully avoiding offending the host who has decided that the vase should be hers.
Last year I volunteered to help with the sale and ended up sole Cookie Mom(tm). This meant herding not only several second and third graders from site sale to site sale, but coordinating their parents, some who were worse than stage mothers, others who were so clueless as to be worse than useless. In between there was the headache of balancing books and boxes, plus the Doomsday reporting for the whole affair. We did okay moneywise, but I was pretty worthless the entire time and I swore to never do it again.
So this year I'm 'just a mom of a Brownie' who's troop has decided that 200 boxes will get them to do the fun stuff they want to do this summer.
And if you see a Girl Scout out there and you see her mom or dad hovering nearby, buy a box of cookies from the gal and a give a latte to the parent. They both deserve it.