Craig's List

Much to my delight Warren has been spending his newly acquired, between semester, spare time organizing the garage.

I help out when I can.

Last weekend, I photographed a few things we had stored in there and listed them on Craig's List. (Warren wouldn't let me drag them to the curb.)

I fully expected to have the phone start ringing off the hook as soon as I listed these fine items, but it didn't. Having never really used Craig's List, it seems I didn't put the items in the prime location to have them seen by the people who might want to purchase them. That was easily solved and soon my phone actually was ringing off the hook.

Oh, if only all the people who called and emailed actually showed up!

Anyways, I was most interested in selling our old sink/vanity, and I finally had a woman show up on Saturday afternoon with a wad of cash in her hand. The first thing she said to me when I answered the door was, "Do you feel safe living here?"

"Uh yeah, I do," I said as nicely as possible. "I've lived in Midtown for over 15 years."

She explained that she was a country girl from Atoka and smiled real nice so I didn't take offense. I had her & her husband follow me around the side of the house into the backyard, since the sink/vanity was still in the garage. As soon as she saw it, she was thrilled and handed over the money. Then her phone rang and I heard her say, "Yes, mom, I'm fine!"

When she hung up she explained that her parents were worried about her coming to this part of town, which was one of the reasons she hadn't come the night before.

Money in hand, I continued to smile.

Next, as she and her husband hefted the sink out to the sidewalk, something fell out of her husband's pocket.

"Oh, that's just his gun," she said, once again explaining how scary it was for them to venture into Midtown!

I had my second Craig's List encounter yesterday when a nice woman from Harbor Town came to pick up Satchel & Jiro's old trike. Had Jiro not greeted her with a "Hey there old lady!" before slamming the door in her face, I'd say it would have been pretty uneventful. (It's times like these that I am glad people have a hard time understanding what he's saying!)

My third encounter was the best. One of the derby girls (unknowingly) answered my ad for a baby gate. I told her I'd bring it to practice tomorrow night.

Oh, by the way...did I mention I'm back in the derby? Only this time I'm a ref.