We’re trying to sell all kinds of junk today in a yard sale outside my sister’s house: old shoes, striped mugs, a thirty year old food processor, baby clothes, and, among many other things, a kid’s riding toy that looks like a huge worm.
It would appear there’s nothing you can’t sell.
It’s kind of like being in a parallel universe where there’s a huge demand for over-sized rubber ducks, and there’s no shame in negotiating 25 cents off a 50 cent item.
Other reasons a yard sale makes me feel like I’ve gone through a tesseract?
1. a dvd recently bought for $14.99 is sold for $1, and that’s after the customer negotiated it down from $2
2. a green robe hangs from the handle of a stationary bike, and there’s a My Little Pony on the seat. You could own all three for $11.25. And this all seems completely normal
3. the cook book I thought I couldn’t wait to get rid of suddenly takes on new meaning and importance when I’m about to sell it to a stranger for 75 cents
4. all the best stuff gets snatched up in the first thirty minutes. Then you have the rest of the day for someone to buy “Host Your Own 80s Night” which is sitting next to the book, “Dog Training, Fly Fishing, and Sharing Christ in the 21st Century”. There is clearly no one person on the planet who would be remotely interested in buying either of these things, yet you can’t start packing it all up at 7:30am
5. who owns this stuff? when did I buy it? and who am I trying to kid, offering for sale things I would gladly pay $20 to someone if they were willing to take away the whole lot?
6. my sister has four kids. I have four kids. Between the 8 of them all they want to do is buy each other’s stuff.
So what’s the strangest thing you’ve ever bought or sold at a yard sale?