This weekend we cleaned out our garage. It happens every spring. We spend the fall and winter rushing out to the garage and dumping whatever it is we don’t want in the house. Shivering with cold we don’t care where we put it before scurrying back inside. I have to admit, I love this time of year.
This year I knew we had quite a few items that we wanted to try selling. Normally that would mean Garage Sale! But, in the current climate we thought not. So, craigslist…
I posted a box of CD’s, over one hundred and fifty for ten dollars. I listed each genre of music, but was unwilling to compile a list of all 150.
A Craigslist customer insisted I create a list of all the CD’s, alphabetized and separated by genre! Not a request, a demand. Another Craigslist customer asked if they could send me a google code to prove I’m legit.
I posted an old car that had been sitting in the driveway. I priced it very low due to the fact it was stalling out. I was clear in the ad that it was having issues. The Craigslist customer begged, “Please hold it, please, please, I’ll be right there! It’s perfect! I definitely want this car!”
I must have priced it well because I had seven to ten other offers for even more than I asked, but I held to my word, and waited over an hour for this guy.
He arrives and proceeds to say things like, “Well, I’m not sure, it does stall.” (Yeah it does, like I told you it does, and priced accordingly.) “I think it might need new tires.” (It didn’t. We replaced the tires less than a year before.) He ended up low balling me and then giving me shit for not taking it.
Another person sent, “Can I send you a google code to prove you’re legit?”
I posted a stereo that plays tapes and CD’s.
A charming customer sends me this, “I’ll only take it if you give me all the 150 CD’s with it. I don’t want to pay what you’re asking so reduce it by half. I’m coming now so you better be ready.”
People were bossy, rude, and some were down-right mean!
And what’s with the code thing? Is this a thing? Every item I posted got one. The first guy went round and round with me, so the second time I got it, I simply texted back, “No.”
They asked why. I responded that it doesn’t work and is a waste of my time. They tried to explain how it wasn’t a waste of time.
My question is, if the code is meant to prove I’m not a robot I think that our exchange did the job and no code is necessary. They disagreed. In the end, I think next year, I’ll just Goodwill it.
Rebecca Lamprey 