"AddMustard" (AddMustard)
08/03/2013 at 14:13 • Filed to: None | 0 | 17 |
Weekends during the summer, every neighbor on the block is peddling their cheap crap to make room in their garage for more cheap crap. Giant cars driven by old ladies creeping up and down the block real slow, using my driveway to turn around in. Am I a crotchety old man or does this bother anyone else? Get off my lawn.
And the neighborhood is littered with terrible neon signs pointing every which way, but they never get taken down - how does anyone ever find a garage sale with these signs? Are there people hopelessly driving around neighborhood blocks in mid-September looking for phantom garage sales?
Clown Shoe Pilot
> AddMustard
08/03/2013 at 14:14 | 0 |
that's a Garge sale. those are different.
AddMustard
> Clown Shoe Pilot
08/03/2013 at 14:16 | 0 |
The other side is spelled correctly, so which is it?!
Group B-raaaaaaaaaap!
> AddMustard
08/03/2013 at 14:23 | 0 |
Can I send you money by PayPal to go buy this for me? I need as many Garge's as you can get your hands on!
desertdog5051
> AddMustard
08/03/2013 at 14:27 | 1 |
Funny post. I live on a corner so I get all the boxes with signs on them on the property. Most never come and get them.
I put big rocks out so they didn't leave their crap on the corner (bricks, broken concrete etc).
Another guy who lives about a mile away has a sign that says (his name) "landscping".
Frank Grimes
> AddMustard
08/03/2013 at 14:35 | 0 |
No. Absolutley not. Of course it seems the garage sales today are lower quality than of my youth but garage sales can hold automotive gold and moto powered glory.
Like the NOS Sun Tach I found or when I was ten or so found a mini bike for sale I was so excited I ran home and told my dad and he seemed to take forever to get over there and buy it. I kept telling him over and over someone else would steal it away. Then there was the time and effort it took to get it running. And then the time I took it out without my dad or mom knowing for its first ride. My older brother and my younger one walking behind as I was walking the mini bike up the street so my parents didnt hear it running telling me how much trouble I would be in. We took it to the local high school baseball fields and it was so much fun and the scariest thing I ever did riding that beast around the dirt and grass. I was shaking and nervous the whole time but it was addicting.
Riding it around and around it was so bumpy and the solid mounted motro so shaky vision blurred and things happened so fast you hoped you could coast to stop as there was no brakes. I dont know how my dad knew about it maybe he could hear it but he soon showed up and just watched. He used to race flat track motorcycle so maybe he wasnt mad because he knew the feels.
The throttle stuck and I just kept riding around in circles trying to figure out what to do I didn't think the gas would run out anytime and It was too bumpy to reach down to kill the motor so I just bailed off it and rolled. Then running and trying to turn off the snarling beast with chain whipping around and tire spinning up dirt I had to reach into the beast and turn it off. Everyone including my dad still makes fun of my for that because they thought I got scared and fell off. They know the truth.
This is what a garage sale can be.
AddMustard
> Frank Grimes
08/03/2013 at 14:41 | 0 |
Hahahaha! I have a similar story involving a little 50cc dirt bike. I don't know where we picked it up but I was given simple instructions for its use and allowed to go on my way. We were on the side of the house, and I was going to ride up the side yard and out to the street or something. I got 5 yards, turned toward the driveway and went WFO on the handles and ended up face first in the side of my dads car. An hour later my friend and I were setting up small wooden jumps in the backyard to try and launch off of.
As far as garge sales go, we were never really big into going to them, so I never found gold. I'm sure there's nice things my their reputation has been spoiled by the neighbor 2 doors down having a garage sale every week for a year and a half with the same crap every day.
Rosetto Viacava
> AddMustard
08/03/2013 at 14:54 | 0 |
Nope... I always find valuable old Hot Wheels and other tin toys from the 30's.
95HondaV6
> AddMustard
08/03/2013 at 15:01 | 0 |
Those nasty signs are NEVER taken down. Nearly as bad are the folks in the seriously overloaded beater trucks scrounging through your trash the night before normal trash pick up day. These criminals tend to leave the items they don't want scattered about the sidewalks and streets.
Rainbow
> AddMustard
08/03/2013 at 16:17 | 2 |
I live in a cul-de-sac. Also known as a parking lot to the less mentally able. All it takes is one of my neighbors to have a garage sale, and suddenly my driveway is blocked. One time I seriously had to go somewhere, so I put mayonnaise on the door handles of the three cars in my driveway. Ordinarily I'm against road rage of all kinds, but when you come to MY property and park partially in my LAWN, forcing me to miss a doctor's appointment, you're damn lucky I have enough restraint not to smash your windows in.
Rainbow
> Rosetto Viacava
08/03/2013 at 16:18 | 1 |
This! I love garage sales so much! It's the unruly customers I can't stand.
Rosetto Viacava
> Rainbow
08/03/2013 at 16:19 | 0 |
Or rude sellers... Fuck 'em.
Rainbow
> Rosetto Viacava
08/03/2013 at 16:24 | 2 |
Definitely. Usually I'm pretty patient, but I once had someone change his mind immediately as I paid for some awesome Matchbox firetrucks. Apparently he was checking eBay after he saw me get excited about them, so he told me the price was now $100 for the set, rather than $5... as I was handing him a five and the trucks were already in a grocery bag. I just dropped them on the pavement and left. The most annoying thing is I didn't even know they were valuable. I was like 12 and I wanted to play with them.
AddMustard
> Rainbow
08/03/2013 at 16:27 | 0 |
Oh man I totally agree. I lived in a cul-de-sac for 18 years and our NEIGHBORS would regularly park nose in to the curb, like a parking lot, and often blocked our driveway. For the most part I was a reasonable dude but I called the cops once after looking into it. A cul-de-sac is supposed to have a 96ft turning radius, minimum, for emergency vehicle to make turns without backing up. Ours was, as I understood it, 102 feet without cars. So these guys parked illegally AND obstructed emergency vehicles. I got the police on a slow day and they came out and wrote 3 tickets during one of their parties. Most satisfactory experience with my neighbors ever. Several other times, I did the same thing perpendicular to my house (parallel to theirs) and made it very difficult for them to maneuver out. They came over one time and asked me to move so they could get out, smug life.
Rosetto Viacava
> Rainbow
08/03/2013 at 16:57 | 0 |
What in blue fuck is wrong with that asshole? He expected a 12 years old to spend $100 at a garage sale? IT'S NOT ANTIQUES ROADSHOW, FFS! That's worse than my experience... I found a bunch of HW Redlines that are seriously scratched and beat up that I can restore as a small fun project. But the seller changed his mind last minute and said they're not for sale... One of them is a Custom Volkswagen in spectraflame gren. Fuck you, asshole! >:-|
ttyymmnn
> AddMustard
08/03/2013 at 17:28 | 0 |
I don't mind garage sales, but I despise having them. My wife is determined to peddle our cheap crap in about 4 weeks, so we can bust our ass for a few hours and make a few dollars. I'd rather just haul all the shit down to Goodwill and be done with it. But as they say, "Happy wife, happy life." I grin and bear it, and take one for the team.
LeadfootYT
> AddMustard
08/03/2013 at 17:29 | 0 |
Someone obviously hasn't found awesome old shit like bikes, exhaust systems, and old photography equipment at tag (garage) sales...
Rainbow
> Rosetto Viacava
08/03/2013 at 22:34 | 1 |
Ahh, that is the worst! I've actually never found any antique HWs at a garage sale, as far as I know. If I did, it was before I started collecting and I just ignored them.