Do I look like a juggler?

This weekend I helped out with an Easter festival and got mistaken for a juggler... three times.

And I'm not really sure how much to read into this...

Because I was carrying the box filled with assorted things that look like they might be juggled.

But honestly, do I look like I juggle things in my free time?

Because the juggler that eventually showed up was a middle aged man who definitely looked like he juggles things in his free time, and I'd just like you to think about that for a second.

I mean, they didn't ask the person carrying the box of bubbles if they were here to blow the bubbles. And all the other people carrying things around and putting them in their respective places weren't questioned as to the action that would be preformed with the contents of their boxes.

But I guess something about me that day (in my Easter best) screamed, "I'M HERE TO ENTERTAIN YOU WITH ACTS OF JUGGLING WONDER." I honestly don't know what.

The people were actually really let down that I wasn't there to juggle. One woman, after asking me if I was the juggler, expressed her disappointment that I was not, in fact, the juggler and said earnestly that she had really wanted to see some juggling.

What did she expect me to do? "Okay, just for you! Throw me those sparkly rings! P.s. I don't actually know how to juggle!"

I don't know, maybe I should be flattered that they thought I might possess such interesting abilities. 

Anyway, I dashed a couple people's hopes this Easter because I lacked the ability to juggle... which might be something to look into because strangers have never been so happy to see me. 

The moral of the story is: Don't judge people by the contents of their boxes. Or. Don't carry boxes full of things that look like they should be tossed in the air in an amusing manner if you don't really have the ability to do so, because people will be upset. You pick.