So, apparently I lied on February 5th when I said I was done posting on this blog. Although, in my defense I did say that I was going to stay non committal … I left myself a little opening incase I felt moved to blog, and I happen to feel moved to blog.
Recently I decided to sell Ben’s Apple Extreme Something-Or-Other. I didn’t really know what it was and had to google it in order to find out, but I did know that it wasn’t being used and hadn’t been used for the entire year. Like everything else Ben bought it was essentially brand new with the box and everything it came with originally.
I put an ad on Craigslist and had several texts back and forth with some guy who wanted to buy it but he wanted me to drive it out to Pacific Center for him. I may get a thrill from collecting a dollar or two by selling off unused items, but certainly not enough to drive into Vancouver to pass it on. No thanks. If you can’t come here to pick it up then you’d best find another one elsewhere. (Silly guy, because it was a great deal.) Anyway, the guy was a bit of a goof and kept texting me at all hours of the night over the course of last weekend until he finally believed me that I wouldn’t be bringing it to him. He said he’d think about it, and then on Monday he texted me a photo of an Apple Extreme Something-Or-Other he had bought from someone else. Really? Not sure what the point of that was. The conversation that followed went something like this:
Him:”I bought one from someone else so I don’t need to buy yours.”
Me: “good thing I didn’t drive to Vancouver then.”
Him: “well I would have bought yours if you had brought it to me.”
Me: “I am not that desperate for a buck.”
So that was that and I was kind of chuckling over the fact that he seemed to think I would be shattered that he would not be making the purchase, when my phone went ‘ding’ and I looked at my email. Lo and behold, right at that moment another gentleman was asking me if it was still for sale, and there began another conversation that made me smile:
Him: “Still have the Apple Extreme?”
Me: “Ironic that I should receive this email today (long story) but as it turns out I do have it.”
Him: “Perfect. Tomorrow evening for pickup work for you?”
Me: “Well, apparently I will not be out on some wildly romantic Valentines excursion so it seems that tomorrow will in fact be a good time for pickup.”
Him: “I totally forgot about VDay being tomorrow!! How about Wednesday as my lovely wife expects me around!?”
Me: “Ha! I’d suggest you pretend that it didn’t take an anonymous craigslist seller to remind you about Valentine’s Day. Wednesday is fine.”
Him: “I pretend real well because at my age I forget real easy.”
I got a laugh and a sale at the same time.
Wednesday night rolled around and my craigslist buyer arrived at my front door. I opened the door and was greeted by Robert. Robert-With-The-Friendly-Smile and cash in hand which I happily traded him for the Apple Extreme Something-Or-Other. And then, surprise surprise, he handed me a gift bag containing a bottle of wine, a box of chocolate and a Starbucks card. I was so puzzled until this lovely man explained. He told me that he and his wife had read my blog. So had their daughters. And he told me he thought I was wonderful. Then he gave me a hug and away he went, leaving me with tears in my eyes, a smile on my face and a reminder of how amazing people are.
I don’t know how to reach Robert K. I sent him a FB message but we all know how those work when you aren’t “friends” with someone. He’ll probably discover it in a few years. So I wanted to write another post that I hope he sees just to say …
You made my one-day-after-Valentines-Day-alone a little sweeter. And you reminded me about all the lovely people out there who are not Craigslist Killers (yes, that thought always crosses my mind before I sell something) but instead just want to bring a little light into someone else’s day. I’m not amazing, but you are. You are amazing, Robert and Robert’s wife. Amazing. Thank you.
You would think that for someone who suggested she may not blog again, that would be the end of this unexpected post. But it’s not. I have one more story about selling off Ben’s unused items that also made me laugh the day after I met The Amazing Robert.
Recently Raegan and I discovered a brand new OtterBox for an iPhone 6 plus (Ben’s) that was still in it’s package. Neither of us could imagine why he hadn’t used it considering how expensive they are, but I have no need for it so I priced it for a quick sale on the local FB site. It sold immediately and a lady came by to pick it up. Sale over and I did not expect to hear from her again. But I did. I received a private FB message from her that read:
“Hi Wendy. I had a look at the case when I got home tonight and I realized that it is not a Otter box you sold me. It is called a crseology case. A cheap Chinese import. I would like to know if this was a mistake.”
OMG. I could feel my face turn red and there wasn’t even anyone around to see. I quickly looked at the photos I had taken of the case (kept in the original Otterbox) and discovered that she was right. The word “Crseology” was stamped right on it and I had never noticed. How completely humiliating. I had to convince a complete stranger that I had not intentionally ripped her off and that in fact it was all Ben’s fault. Lol. I felt like I was stammering with embarrassment as I wrote back to her.
Needless to say I returned her money with my head hanging in shame (metaphorically, since I actually eTransferred it back to her). I have no idea how that phone case made it into an Otterbox case, but here is my best guess. I suspect that my sweet Ben who always liked to save a buck ordered an Otterbox online by someone who was advertising them for cheap. Not one to pass up a bargain, I suspect he made that purchase from an unreliable seller and got ripped off but didn’t want to tell me about it because he thought I would tease and torment him relentlessly. Which I would have, to be honest.
Now you may ask yourself why Ben wouldn’t have just thrown the case and the box in the garbage so that I would never find out, right? That would have been the reasonable thing to do, but this is Ben we’re talking about. Ben The Hoarder who never threw anything away. Ben The Hoarder who kept every box from everything he ever purchased, “just incase.” (Admittedly though, his need to save boxes has earned me some extra money over this last year when I have been able to advertise items that still have their original packaging. So I guess it might not have been the worst habit ever.) I suspect that he just couldn’t bring himself to get rid of it. “Just incase.”
I imagine he is laughing his head off over my awkward moment, since he knows I would have laughed at him if I had known what happened at the time.
That’s all for today, folks. I’ll see if the mood hits me again.
Hug your families.