A few weeks ago my mom, Tanya, and I had a garage sale in my little single car garage/driveway. It was a great opportunity to clear things out, to get rid of the "junk" I no longer needed so an unsuspecting stranger could find their very own "treasure"!
My dad watched as we all scrambled to get our items ready, to price them and set things up. He thought we were a bit insane to be going to so much trouble for what appeared to be so little reward in his eyes. But, we were having a great time!
Then, the garage sale bug caught my dad, although it was in a way I never suspected! He wandered to a neighbor's garage sale and saw a ten speed bike that was at least 20 years old. It was dirty, the handle bars were worn, the seat was hard as a rock (no kidding!) and the tires weren't even functional!! He bought it! Full price! Didn't even try to barter the guy down!! I watched in awe!!
And then my awe turned to complete disbelief! He walked the bike to my driveway and put it back up for sale, 3 houses down from where he just bought it!! He got one offer...for 15 dollars more than what he paid for it!!
Thanks to my dad, I now have a whole new perspective on garage sales!!
4 comments:
Way to go, Dennis! :)
Good to talk to you tonight, Kelly. Can we have dinner sometime soon to celebrate your birthday?
Sounds like your dad has a good eye.
Ha! Thanks for the laugh this morning...sounds like he has got the garage sale bug!
Glad I could give you a laugh, Ruth! It still makes me chuckle too!!
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