Inspired by the previous posting regarding lawnsale loonies, my own stories from my one attempt at a yard sale.
Just setting the scene, My parents are the worst kind of packrats, luckily for me they always looked after what they had and they never bought crap, always good quality stuff, and plenty of antiques (seriously my mum keeps buying antique steel frame beds and does them up, never sleeps in them mind you they just fill up all the availabnle space). In an effort to regain the house/shed/grannyflat, they decided to have a huge (and i mean huge) yard sale, and that i should organise things.
My mother reads those trashy romance novels to unwind and goes through 2 or 3 a night, so needless to say we had hundreds to get rid of, read once and in great condition $0.10 each or 20 for a dollar, you think people were happy with that....
"Ill give you $10 the lot"
"Theres 2000 books there give or take, $100 and there yours"
"Thats stupid their second hand...you'll never sell them" *storms off*
You know how many i was left with by the end of the day, 4..and they went to goodwill.
Antique wooden teachers desk - paid $700 priced at $100 - $80 if you load it up and take it yourself,
"i'll give you $20 for the desk"
"sorry no... ill do it for $80 and ill help you load it"
"$30... and ill load it myself"
"$80 and no lower sorry"
"$40"
"no and now youré not getting the desk at all"
The problem was he was one of the many antique dealers in the town, and would have sold it for many times more than i was. Sold it to a nice gentleman a few hours later, he bought so much stuff i gave it to him for $80 and helped him load it.
My wife decided to come and help, with child in capsule (those ones you slide in and out of the car) just inside the back door, away from the people but within earshot while she slept,
"How much is the capsule?" says crazy lady waving one in my face
"Im not sure we have...." realising what she has just said "where did you get
that?"
"Inside the house"
"And the child that was in it?" i ask a little panicky
"i put her on the floor....So how much?" And she had tha audacity to complain loudly about being told to leave...
This is a lawn sale not a place to attempt to convert people to your religion, so shoo, im serious, i will get the hose.
And to the dealers who turned up at 4am, i will spray you with hose again if you dont go away, and the dealer who managed to sneak past the gate and my hose of Doom...to get a look at the stuff first, ill call the dog back in when i come out to set up, if you stay on the desk you'll be fine
Just setting the scene, My parents are the worst kind of packrats, luckily for me they always looked after what they had and they never bought crap, always good quality stuff, and plenty of antiques (seriously my mum keeps buying antique steel frame beds and does them up, never sleeps in them mind you they just fill up all the availabnle space). In an effort to regain the house/shed/grannyflat, they decided to have a huge (and i mean huge) yard sale, and that i should organise things.
My mother reads those trashy romance novels to unwind and goes through 2 or 3 a night, so needless to say we had hundreds to get rid of, read once and in great condition $0.10 each or 20 for a dollar, you think people were happy with that....
"Ill give you $10 the lot"
"Theres 2000 books there give or take, $100 and there yours"
"Thats stupid their second hand...you'll never sell them" *storms off*
You know how many i was left with by the end of the day, 4..and they went to goodwill.
Antique wooden teachers desk - paid $700 priced at $100 - $80 if you load it up and take it yourself,
"i'll give you $20 for the desk"
"sorry no... ill do it for $80 and ill help you load it"
"$30... and ill load it myself"
"$80 and no lower sorry"
"$40"
"no and now youré not getting the desk at all"
The problem was he was one of the many antique dealers in the town, and would have sold it for many times more than i was. Sold it to a nice gentleman a few hours later, he bought so much stuff i gave it to him for $80 and helped him load it.
My wife decided to come and help, with child in capsule (those ones you slide in and out of the car) just inside the back door, away from the people but within earshot while she slept,
"How much is the capsule?" says crazy lady waving one in my face
"Im not sure we have...." realising what she has just said "where did you get
that?"
"Inside the house"
"And the child that was in it?" i ask a little panicky
"i put her on the floor....So how much?" And she had tha audacity to complain loudly about being told to leave...
This is a lawn sale not a place to attempt to convert people to your religion, so shoo, im serious, i will get the hose.
And to the dealers who turned up at 4am, i will spray you with hose again if you dont go away, and the dealer who managed to sneak past the gate and my hose of Doom...to get a look at the stuff first, ill call the dog back in when i come out to set up, if you stay on the desk you'll be fine
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