So I walk up to a garage sale, see this, immediately ask how much it is.
The only person in the garage, a guy, scratches his head. “I’m not sure. It’s my girlfriend’s. She went to get us lunch.” Thinking it would be too much anyway, and not wanting to spend the time waiting for her, I thanked him and started to walk away.
“Wait,” he says, “I don’t want to carry that back inside. $5?”
What I should have said: “You’d better wait for your girlfriend.”
What I actually said: “I’ll take it.”
Garage sales, thrift stores, and estate sales have been known to bring out some dubiously ethical behavior in me.
by Lara Jo
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