People have varying ideas of what things are worth. It’s got nothing to do with thumbing through a price guide. That much I thought I knew. Where I’ve always gone astray in the past is attaching judgements and values to what I perceived others to inappropriately judge and value.
Rumination: What if I imagined more than one life scenario for the person in front of me?
My wares are made available: nicely displayed and clearly marked. The sun’s out and the Friday crowds come and go, surfing among my life’s treasures and trash. And trust me, I know the difference: within seconds I can discern which customers are discerning and which ones I can disdain.
The low-bottom feeders. Those asking if I’ll accept $1 when I’m asking $5. If it’s for a pair of children’s pants and matching top, and the person asking is a grandma who pulled up in a rusted-out Honda Toyota, most likely I’ll take the buck and wish her a happy day. Just don’t attempt to pull that crap over a knickknack. I’d sooner smash the damn thing onto the concrete before selling it to you for a dollar.
However, thanks to the program, I recognize that my first impression of others is often wrong, contrary to what I’ve always bragged to myself. Not that I need to adjust prices according to whatever socioeconomic sliding scale I’m using once members of the public step onto my property. That’s just crazy, right?
Today: I had a garage sale. Having one tomorrow as well.