sometimes you have to work for what you want. or what you might want. the garage sale chronicles.

these are my garage sale chronicles. sometimes i talk about rules. sometimes i talk about finds. but mostly i'm just interested in looking inside people's garages.

today: did you just say employee discount?

the first garage sale i went to this morning was packed. literally. the yard was filled with items. but still. the homeowners had all these huge boxes in their garage and they just kept bringing more out. they didn't even have time to display the items in the boxes. mainly because old women would just stop them and push them out of the way to look inside the boxes.

not me though. i didn't push anyone. instead. i just grabbed a box on my own and took it to an empty table near the garage. and after i opened it, i proceeded to throw tissue paper on the floor while unwrapping each item. and then i laid the items carefully out on the table. i'm nice. i know. but really. i don't have the patience to wait until everything is taken out for me. i mean. i've got to hit my quota of twenty-five houses. time is precious, folks. plus. i wanted to see if i could find any little treasures before anyone else.

and i did. i found a beautiful covered square vegetable serving bowl. plus a couple muffin tins. and a tea saucer. and an over-sized shoe box filled with ribbons.

and all for fifty cents. yes. all of it. fifty cents. word.

i told the man. i was like. "look. i just unpacked that box over there and laid everything on the table nice and neat for you. so. how much for all this?" and he was like. "fi-fi-fifty cents?".

uh huh. there's hesitation with a question mark there. because the man wasn't sure. and he was flustered. i mean. not only was he in the midst of carrying heavy boxes and unpacking, he was also in a sea of cut-throat competition. he'll probably get in trouble later. it's a shame because he was really nice.

also. i think i may have seen a lady fall into one of the three foot high boxes. it's a shame for her, too, because she might get bought for a buck.