Ooh...sporks.
Friday I went to Ellen's to complete our Health Project. Which we did, quite successfully. Bri and I even made a quiz! It was awesome. We had a lot of fun. Then I came home, bathed, got dressed, and worked at our yard sale! I tell you, it was hot as hell, but hilarious. Shelby is so awesome. These old people came to our yard sale and just sat and talked to us. Then this lady was beating her kids and..oh god, so great.
But this one lady was priceless, she drove up here in a pretty nice car, I can't really remember what it was. But it wasn't no Honda POS. So she comes over and starts looking through the clothes we had. Now, this is a yard sale. We don't know what the hell the sizes of ALL the clothes are! I mean, jeez, they were all priced from one to seven dollars anyway! So this lady with her gold jewelry and cashmere shirt is telling us about this outfit she wants to buy for church. Telling us the price, even. Like we cared or something. And she's telling us about her $12.95 pair of pants that would go really nice with this jacket that we were selling. The jacket was really nice, probably from New York or San Francisco or something. It was my mom's . The woman asked how much it was and we said five dollars. "Oh no, I can't buy that! How about three?" she would ask. Now my mom was already pissed enough at the old bitch so she said absolutely not. Then her husband, that was in the car, all of a sudden yelled, "Ya'all got any walkin' canes out der?" Umm, no. DOES IT LOOK LIKE IT?! I muttered under my breath that we had some beating sticks out back, but only my aunt caught that. Then the lady finally decided that she just couldn't take the jacket. Heaven forbid she paid FIVE DOLLARS. She then got a scrubsuit top for about two dollars, I think. And as she was SCRAPING CHANGE FROM THE BOTTOM OF HER PURSE she was telling us how she had barely any money 'cause she had to buy parts to her car. Boo-hoo. After ruthlessly scraping and scraping, she mustered enough change and gave the money to my mom. As she turned around my mom saw that she was carrying a white blouse and said, "Wait a minute, I said two dollars for the scrub suit shirt. That wasn't included." Well, I guess she was just too busy to scrape another dollar out of her genuine leather purse and gave my mom the blouse back. As she did this, SHE DROPS A PAIR OF SOCKS! Fucking cheap-ass thief, so my mom said that she would have to pay 50 cents for the socks and the lady was like, "Oooh no. Gotta save my money!" and left. Asshole.
But this one lady was priceless, she drove up here in a pretty nice car, I can't really remember what it was. But it wasn't no Honda POS. So she comes over and starts looking through the clothes we had. Now, this is a yard sale. We don't know what the hell the sizes of ALL the clothes are! I mean, jeez, they were all priced from one to seven dollars anyway! So this lady with her gold jewelry and cashmere shirt is telling us about this outfit she wants to buy for church. Telling us the price, even. Like we cared or something. And she's telling us about her $12.95 pair of pants that would go really nice with this jacket that we were selling. The jacket was really nice, probably from New York or San Francisco or something. It was my mom's . The woman asked how much it was and we said five dollars. "Oh no, I can't buy that! How about three?" she would ask. Now my mom was already pissed enough at the old bitch so she said absolutely not. Then her husband, that was in the car, all of a sudden yelled, "Ya'all got any walkin' canes out der?" Umm, no. DOES IT LOOK LIKE IT?! I muttered under my breath that we had some beating sticks out back, but only my aunt caught that. Then the lady finally decided that she just couldn't take the jacket. Heaven forbid she paid FIVE DOLLARS. She then got a scrubsuit top for about two dollars, I think. And as she was SCRAPING CHANGE FROM THE BOTTOM OF HER PURSE she was telling us how she had barely any money 'cause she had to buy parts to her car. Boo-hoo. After ruthlessly scraping and scraping, she mustered enough change and gave the money to my mom. As she turned around my mom saw that she was carrying a white blouse and said, "Wait a minute, I said two dollars for the scrub suit shirt. That wasn't included." Well, I guess she was just too busy to scrape another dollar out of her genuine leather purse and gave my mom the blouse back. As she did this, SHE DROPS A PAIR OF SOCKS! Fucking cheap-ass thief, so my mom said that she would have to pay 50 cents for the socks and the lady was like, "Oooh no. Gotta save my money!" and left. Asshole.