We had a "Man Stuff Garage Sale" today, getting the garage and workshop cleared out of old tools, automotive stuff, camping equipment, electrical wiring, nuts, bolts, nails, you name it, we had it for sale!
Isaac was our official greeter. As soon as a potential customer arrived, he beamed at them from his stroller and said "HI!"
When they left he said "BYE!" and waved.
At times there were so many people coming and going, he got his "HI"s and his "BYE"s all mixed up.
Most people who shop at garage sales are pretty honest, but one person slipped us some Chinese money with a handful of coins. Oh well. It'll come in handy if I ever go on a trip to China I suppose.
And there's always the guy who wants something for nothing.
YoungerSon was helping a man with some drill bits and electrical parts. The guy was giving YoungerSon a lot of bad attitude, arguing the price down, and rolling his eyes in a very nasty manner at every price suggestion. They finally came to a sort of grumpy agreement, and YoungerSon even carried the guy's purchases to his car.
Then the guy turned to YoungerSon and said "Hey, can I take a p*ss in your back yard?"
It takes all sorts to make a world.