They say that life is funny, but I’m here to tell you that it is only funny looking back.
I have many bad experiences buying things cheap at garage sales. Some folks call them yard sale or tag sales. You know what it is.
It is one of those events where people take junk they paid good money for and thought they could not live without but now they no longer want in their house. They put this special stuff into their yard and hope people will come and give them money for it. This is all done under the premise of “one man’s junk is another man’s treasure.”
I am leading up to the time I got my first car compass. Today having a compass in a car is common. In the 1970’s, it was a rarity. One day I stopped at garage and found that the people had just such a compass that would stick on the front window of the car.
It was only 50 cents so I grabbed it up, and hurried back to my little 67 Volkswagon. It attacked a little rubber suction cup. I moistened the suction cup and stuck it on. It fell off immediately. I tried again. Another failure! Perhaps I wasn’t pressing hard enough.
With one more effort I licked the suction cup (ugh!) and stuck it on. This time I pressed harder. With a little more effort I cracked the window!
I paid 50 cents for the privilege of breaking my window.
I guess that will teach me not to go to garage sales. It would if I didn’t have a learning disability.
Sometimes one man’s junk is another man’s junk too.
If it is true that life is funny looking back, this is not one of those times.