My heart is broken; I keep my promises

Apologies to my flickr friends for the crossposting, but I feel strongly about this one and thought it deserved a reprint here.

Vendor at the bazaar: Excuse me, lady?
Me: Yes?
V: Do you put your photos on the internet?
M: Er… yes…
V: Can I ask you to do something for me?
M: Of course.
V: If you could put my photo on the internet, maybe people you know will come and buy clothes for their children from me. I wouldn’t ask, but… things are very difficult for me right now.
M: [heart audibly cracking] Oh, but the people I know are mostly not in Antalya, unfortunately.
V: Ah, but they will look at my picture and they can see I am a good man, and maybe when they come here to visit it will all work out.
M: [nodding, trying not to cry] Yeah, maybe.
V: Just promise me you’ll put the photo there on the internet and tell your friends.
M: I promise.
V: Really?
M: You have my word, I will put your photo on the internet and invite my friends.

So… yeah. If you’re planning a trip to Antalya and your kids need new threads, I can totally hook you up.