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Going, going, gone

Photo by Vitaly Gariev on Unsplash

I’ve been selling stuff I don’t need online, which can be profitable or creepy. Yesterday’s sales were entertaining.

Each buyer responded to my listing, agreed to the price, and stopped by a bit later in the day.

I watched out the window as a silver pickup truck stopped in the street. Two young ladies jumped out and I met them in the driveway. One said, “I’m here for the pack-and-play.”

“Sure. Do you want to see it put together.”

“No. Did my mom pay you for it?”

“No, she didn’t.”

She poked at her phone. “What the hell?” I tried not to listen to the whole conversation. “It’s a good thing I’ve got cash with me!”

After pushing her phone into her pocket she said, “How much?”

“Twenty.”

She handed me a twenty, loaded up the pack-and-play, and they drove off.

I texted the mom: “You owe your daughter twenty bucks.”

She replied, “I cash-apped the money to her. She’s a monster!”

I just chuckled. I thought, “I should have told her mom it was forty.”

A few minutes later, another pickup appeared to pick up a stand-mounted circle light that many use for social media.

“Here for the light?” I asked.

“Yeah.”

I walked it out to him. I had posted pictures of it working, but I asked, “Want me to plug it in for you?”

He chuckled, “No. This doesn’t look like the kind of house that would scam me for a few bucks,” and handed me $15.

As he drove off, I said, “This is fun. This is the way it’s supposed to be.”

It’s not always like this. Some inquiring buyers stupidly low offers. Others want to mess with payment methods. Like I’m an idiot. I’ll negotiate. A little. Cash in person. Period.

Posted in Life

Sold! The dopamine rush

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I picked up my phone, it came to life and greeted me with an eBay notification, “Your item has sold. Ship now.”

So I sold a book for a couple of bucks. No big deal, right? Who knew something so simple could produce such a dopamine rush?

It’s addictive. What else can I sell? We don’t have to throw stuff out to “minimalize” our home. We’ll just sell everything! Books, shoes, clothing, kitchen utensils, knick-knacks, jewelry, picture frames. It’s like having a garage sale that goes on for months rather than just a Saturday morning.

I’m not making a whole lot of money. A couple of bucks here and there. But I love packing up an item, labeling it and dropping it off at the post office or shipping store. I’ve started collecting boxes, padded envelopes, bubble wrap, and packing tape. I’m ready.

Most days, nothing happens. Sometimes nothing happens for a month or two. Just when I think, “Well, I guess that’s not going to sell,” a buyer pops up. I don’t know that person. I don’t know why they’re buying my merchandise. Who cares? A complete stranger triggers that rush that makes me look and think, “What else can I sell?” On trash collection day I see items on the curb and think, “I wonder what that would sell for?”

It’s easy to find out. I can “shop” for just about anything on eBay and find it for sale. We had an antique wooden butter churn that too up too much space amongst out farmhouse decor. I knew nothing about it. I searched eBay and found a dozen just like it for sale. I priced mine a few bucks cheaper and sold it in a week. I’ve sold a yucky looking five gallon lard can (another antique), a gently-used instant-read thermometer I didn’t need anymore, collections of toys the grandkids weren’t interested in anymore, costume jewelry, and cheaply made clothing not worth returning to somewhere in China.

I’m not the only one who’s into selling. There’s a special bin at the post office for pre-labeled boxes and it’s usually filled to the brim. Many of the items are in eBay envelopes and boxes.

I’ve bought a few things, too. Again, there’s that rush when you get a thirty-dollar book for a buck plus shipping. Or when you win an auction and get those once-worn hundred dollar shoes for $19.

It’s like a game with over a hundred million players. Whether buying or selling, I feel like I’m winning!