My wife is entering Day 3 of the Garage Sale that she is working on with her sister. Their mission: get rid of all the stuff (junk) that Grandma has accumulated over 82 years. It's all junk. No, it's treasure. No, it's memorabilia (it's junk).
One sister would like to move everything so it's all gone and the other sister would like to maximize the inflow of cash by getting market value for everything. So you can imagine how this is going.
You meet some 'interesting' people. Like the Two Dollar Man. If it was $5, he'd offer $2. If it was $10, he'd offer $2. Always $2. One of the next door neighbors is 87 years old and she decided to help sell stuff. While she wasn't rigorous in pricing items at market value, she did move stuff so we've kept her today as the 3rd sales lady. She's 87 and she's walking around selling stuff in a night gown and robe. Once you hit 87, you can wander the neighborhood in your bathrobe with a cup of coffee and its Ok. Time to get dressed now Mary? Not that its any of my business. Good old Mary sold a bunch of things to the Two Dollar Man by pricing all kinds of things at $2. How much is this? Two Dollar! And this? Two Dollar! This? Two Dollar! Go Mary!
Some guy left his dog at the sale for 3 hours after he used his truck to take something home. I guess there was no room for the dog. Doggie Daddles was polite (a Lab) and mixed well with customers.
Great conversation piece. Conversation:
'Your dog?'. 'Nope. Wanna make an offer?'. (Puzzled Look).
Some guy bought an old electric shaver. It buzzed and rattled so he was happy. An older lady bought some books she admitted she would never read. Her husband would be mad. Maybe she should take up drinking and sleeping around as more worthy vices.
Most of the items were on the Great Garage Sale Circulation Tour. They would brought home, looked at, put away and sold 5-10 years later and some other Garage Sale.
Which actually makes more sense than Golf.
© 2011 Jamie - 7/18/11
