I hate garage sales. That said, you can imagine how disgusted I am that it’s 6:54 on a Saturday morning and I’m sitting in the driveway waiting for people to come and haggle over stuff I’d rather just throw away. We’ve already had customers. Two women on bicycles stopped in at 6:05 and promised to come back for the Playskool scooter and a very nice set of youth golf clubs. Let the fun begin!
7:03 You know, I’m actually sort of proud of the signs I put up at 5:45am. I hate when people put out shabby, hand-drawn signs that look like they were made by mental patients. Keep an eye out for those. Actual mental patients probably price their items poorly, yielding big deals!
7:05 Walkers stop by and promise to come back later. Great! See you then!
7:32 Zack is going around re-pricing things he thinks are worth more. It’s tough seeing your treasured playthings sold for $.25.
7:47 First cash transaction: $50 for a huge pile of assorted junk. $50? Maybe I was wrong about this…
8:10 Holy crap! It’s getting crowded…people are buying our garbage. Amazing.
8:39 We could have sold my bicycle three times by now. It’s a bronze green Raleigh Sport built in England in 1967. It came to America the same year as Sgt. Pepper. “A good year for England,” commented one shopper. Indeed. I got it at a garage sale for $10.
8:50 If I were producing a TV makeover show, I’d go looking for subjects at garage sales.
8:59 Just went looking through the house for more stuff. In the basement I stopped briefly near the boxes full of albums. No way. Not selling either copy of Sandinista.
9:15 Tech note: Yes, I’m outside with the laptop. Hooray for wireless.
9:25 I don’t speak Chinese, but I’m pretty sure the Chinese woman just said, “Wow…what a lot of crap.”
9:28 Just sold a knife to the Chinese woman for $1. Ha! Who said there’s a trade imbalance with those people?
9:34 “How much for the Christmas trees?” Yes!! The awful pair of wooden things that have been in the garage for ten years! “Five bucks,” says I. Sold!
9:59 There’s a small pot on the table with no lid. Another old adage proven incorrect.
10:10 Right now: scariest assortment of people at one time.
10:22 Some guy just asked about cameras. I told him about the antique 6×9 folding pocket camera I almost put out for sale. Boring conversation ensued…
10:44 I will say this: most everyone who’s come by is pretty friendly.
10:53 OK…we now seem to have sailed into the garage sale horse latitudes. Customers are few and far between.
11:16 The third $10 bicycle is now gone…
12:09 OK…that was fascinating, but what was amusing three hours ago, is now just tedious —and it’s still not over. And it’s getting hot. So, let’s count the money: we grossed $285. Zack’s getting a cut of $50 since we sold a lot of his toys —and we ran an ad in the TU that cost $30. That’s a net of $205. Wooo-hoooo. Somebody kill me…