Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Was this really a yard sale?

So I went to a VERY interesting yard sale over the weekend. Friday a co-worker of mine was emailed info on a huge yard sale. One of things that they were selling were 30-35 boxes of beads and so of course she told me. She went to the yard sale Friday and put some on hold or me to pick up Saturday (this yard sale was all week).

Saturday comes around and my husband agrees to come with me. I am SO glad he did. It was raining (like it has been doing just about everyday lately) so the yard sale was moved inside. Seemed unusually quiet at the house for a yard sale on Saturday.

I go to the door and knock. This totally stoned looking guy answers and I tell him I am there to pick up some beads, he knows who I am and lets us in. The house is a DISASTER! Pictures have stains on the and are hung crooked on the wall, a cat is sitting on a table (the same cat that apparently uses the whole house as a litter box according to the guy),there is junk everywhere but I figure they had to move the yard sale to the indoors so whatever. Then this totally strung out woman comes out of the back. She literally looked like a crack head.

I ask her about the beads and she pulls out the box and sets it on the table, I look at then and they are pretty good. I was told $10 for the box, which was a little much for a yard sale but I did really like some and had never seen them before. She says $20. I am ready to leave and she changes her mind. She then pulls out five more boxes and says I can look through those too. At his point my husband is praying I just hurry up and leave, but I just HAVE to look at the beads, and I am glad I did she really did have some beautiful stones.

So as I rummage through I ask how much for three of the boxes. She says If I want to switch out some of the beads in the one she put aside for me that's OK but she needs to keep some. What?! IS this a yard sale or what? Don't offer if you don't plan on selling. She then says I can pick what I want, so I tell her I really want all of what is in each of the boxes she still has 2 left. She says "well I and just letting people pick what they want and leave the rest". Ok she is either really stupid or on drugs I figure at this point. So I ask for a bigger box and offer her $20. She agrees and doesn't even pay attention at this point to what I am choosing (she originally told me that cost would depend on what stones/beads I wanted). I pack it full and then she goes into the kitchen (which I bet 100 roach colonies live in, it was so gross, food on the floor, trash laying everywhere, etc.) and brings out a box of findings and pendants. I choose a pendant as she goes rummaging for more stuff. You would think she would have had all the stuff together. I decide I have had enough and I need to jet. She asks if I need anything else she has a gift card and can go get it for me. I decline saying I can get it myself. She then asks if I can leave my number in case she finds anything else. Hell no I am not leaving my number with some crazy crackhead!

So as we are leaving we notice one thing, the door has been pryed open and the lock is completely messed up. We then wonder, was the even their house? Then I wonder why she was so insistent on $20. If it wasn't $20 she was gong to nit pick but once i said $20 she didn't care what I took. Drugs perhaps? I know I am being judgmental and speculating but this was no normal yard sale.


  1. My Gosh!! You must have really wanted those beads! don't think I would even have entered the house. Lucky your hubby was along!

  2. Well I drove 40 min for them. I

  3. what a sketchy experience! good thing for the buddy system ^.^

  4. It takes all types to make the world go 'round - doesn't it? What an experience!

  5. that does sound a bit dodgy... so weird!

  6. SCARY! I don't know if I would have gone in there and I'm glad you made it out!


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