Sale!
While reform of health insurance leads the news, why not a benign post about garage sales for your Sunday morning?
We had a garage sale yesterday. We’re trying to raise money to change Steak’s room from safari nursery to Spider-Man big boy room. It’s time. So, we get a bunch of stuff and open the garage door and see what we get.
There are a surprising variety of garage sale people:
- The drive-by: Literally slows down, but never stops (unless they see something worth parking for). May do a second pass if first pass had possibilities.
- The scout: On first pass, driver will drop passenger and then go circle the block. If scout finds anything, they will flag down car on next pass. If nothing, they get picked up and go to next sale.
- The parade: Everyone gets out of car on this one. They form a single line and make one pass by every table and file directly back in the car.
- The regular: This is someone who gets out, shops around and looks.
I always hate when garage sales make the traffic all flow by the pay area. It makes it awkward if you don’t want to buy anything. But I guess that works for you if you’re having the sale. Anyway, we did decent at our sale, but not enough to get everything Steak’s room needs. Harrumph.
