It’s like a slow-motion drive-by shooting, only less friendly. They are the dealers—the arch-enemy of the true garage-saler.
You’re sitting on your lawn-chair beside three coffee makers, two toaster ovens and half an illegal lawn jart set. Your garage sale just opened at 9 AM. You know it’s 9 AM because the dealers have been knocking on your door for a solid hour.
“Do you mind if I take a quick look?”
“I’ve got to take my son to daycare, but I’d love to see what you’ve got.”
“Come on, you’re up anyway! Open up!”
For the rest of that Friday morning and … Read More…