Showing posts with label junk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label junk. Show all posts

Sunday, July 21, 2019

INAPPROPRIATE

    The Micro Manager had a medical appointment the other day. She takes medical appointments seriously so she wears some better clothes. Now since it is summer she wore sandals...nice gold sandals. 

    The micro manager also likes to combine trips so that she can be more efficient.

    The second call was to a metal recycling business . In other words a junk yard that buys metal. She had some copper pipe and other metal that she wanted to sell. 

   I think you can see now a recipe for trouble. 

  She had phoned ahead to find the address of the place and what metals they would take and what money would be paid for them. 

   The area we went to is industrial . We had to park on the road. There were big semis idling on both sides. We couldn't get to the business parking area. She had her stuff out of the car and was going to tip toe through the semis when somebody stopped her and told here that she was at the wrong place . With the crummy location and to find out it was wrong she lost it. The poor kid who stopped her in order to help her caught it. 

    Well the Micro Manage had to get back in the car with her pipe and drive 300 m to another site which had the same address. This site was dirtier and messier. There was all kinds of mud. So the micro manager is tip toeing around in the junk yard. I had runners and I wasn't too happy being in the place with runners. There were wet spots with unidentified liquid. There were all kinds of metal shards. 

   Well she sold her pipe, got $11.00 and got out. 

   I imagine that some of the people there had a smile when they saw somebody in her gold sandals bringing in metal to sell.

    Maybe next time she will think about what her next call would be like! Or maybe next time she will let me throw it in the garbage.

    Maybe next time I'll take my camera to document her distress.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Garage Sale Character #2

         A garage sale character who showed up only once has been remembered at all my garage sales since. She was known as the "Crazy Lady." Anytime since then when things slow down we say, "We need the Crazy Lady to show up.

        About 7 garage sales ago we were at the end of the day and ready to start packing up. The day had been slow and was disappointing because not much was moved. As happens quite often just before you close, there is a flurry of activity. A customer showed up and she began going around picking up numerous items. She seemed to find many things she could use or liked for various reasons. She would pile things up and say that was all . We would start to add things up. Before we could total up the cost of items she would find some more things. Needless to say, we did well just at the end of the day with one customer. To top it all off we found that many of the things she paid for were left in various places. Because of this behaviour she became known as the "Crazy Lady." 


       So just like the famous "Fat Lady" we have our crazy lady who we wait for to come and make our day a good one.

Saturday, July 31, 2010

I Hate Garage Sales

       I hate garage sales! Well, I hate only 50% of them . I hate my own garage sales. I like everybody else's garage sale.

       My own garage sale is a tremendous amount of work and bother. First, I have to sort through all my possessions and make a decision on each one. Do I need this anymore? Do I use this article? When's the last time I used this thing? Much consideration has to be given before I decide this is kept, goes on a garage sale or is thrown out. Then the garage sale pile is set up. All items then must be priced. A gamble for a suitable sale day or days is made. All precious articles then must be hauled out to tables for display. This year we had a wide variety of items...sports  equipment, clothing, nick knacks yard stuff. Take a look at the pictures to see the wide variety.

      Through all these steps consultation has to be made with Home Farm Girl. Some of this is done easily and quickly and some of it results in strenuous debate and argument. Some of these issues are not resolved for years.

      This year Home Farm Girl had a chance to go through her massive clothing inventory and prepare about 40 items for sale. Historically she was a size 4. She is no longer size four so the decision was simple...sell some clothes.

      Sale day or days occur and some things sell and some are left. We have usually decided ahead of time what comes back into the house and what never comes back and goes to a charity. It's always interesting to see what loony things sell quickly and what quality items are ignored. All of this may be interesting but it mystifies me.

     So my garage sale for this year has come and gone. It was quite successful. And yes, all the eager customers who come for a look are as much enjoyment as getting rid of some of my useless. treasures.