Can you read this sign?So this afternoon, a strange van pulls all the way up my very long driveway and a man steps out of his vehicle, spits on my driveway (apparently not realizing I was standing there), and says
"You got any *garble garble*?"
Me (one ear on a phonecall): "I'm sorry?"
Creepy van-guy: "Dee-Vee-Dees, you gonna have any?"
Me: "Yes, we will have DVDs for sale tomorrow."
Creepy van-guy: "How many?"
Me: "I don't know, 10 or 20?"
Creepy van-guy: "How much are they?"
Me: "I don't know, we haven't priced them yet but you are welcome to stop by tomorrow."
Creepy van-guy: "You got any kids' ones?"
Me (mentally pulling Shrek and Monsters, Inc. out of the yard sale pile): "No."
Creepy van-guy: "And you don't know how much?"
Me: "No, but we will know by...tomorrow."
Creepy van-guy: "See, I got six kids and I don't want to come back if they are too high."
Me (thinking, if you have six kids, the youngest one is probably forty): silence
Me (verbally): "Eight o'clock, see you then!"
P.S. Here is a shout-out to Selina for her fabulous artwork on the sign pictured above and the reverse side pictured below. The story goes that she nearly passed out from the Sharpie fumes!
1 comment:
Individuals that frequent yard sales are a very interesting sub-culture. The last time we had one (8am on a saturday) the trekkies were lined up outside my garage door at 6:30am. I think some actually think they are going to find the holy grail.
Good luck out west you two! Get a haircut Jon, you hippee!
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