Hey sweet friends. You are back for more? Okay…I can deliver. The funny thing is…I’m getting myself pumped to get out there and junk too. My grandparents are huge auction goers and a good auction sounds fun…if it would warm up a tad here. I think that we have chances for sleet. I think that I’m gonna “cry real loud.” (My cousin used to threaten her family with that when she was little.) I don’t think that it will help though.
Okay…so junkin’. That’s why you are here…right? Either that or you just love me. I hope both. That would make me very happy. People that love me…..that love junk. Wowza.
So what about when you are at a yard sale and you spot something at the same time as someone else? Do you wrestle them to the ground and twist it out of their grasp? Or how about the person that just won’t give up at the auction and must have more money than you? It makes one think that junkin’ should be a sport.
What about when something seems too high? Do you ask them to take less? I have been known to use my bargaining skills a time or two. I got an awesome pair of Le Creuset canisters (cobalt) for a steal one day. I knew what they were…and he knew what they were…but he needed to get rid of them. Cha-ching!
I’m sure, Dirt Roaders, that you use common sense and courtesy when you are out junkin’. In my opinion…I don’t need a piece of junk bad enough to ruin my reputation or to make an enemy for life. I would love to hear about your escapades though. I absolutely LOVE…lovity…love your comments. I want to hear about your bargains and your bargaining.
Have a wonderful day…and may you happen upon a free pile of junk. Cha-ching!