Don't misunderstand me, the vast majority of buyers are wonderful, helpful and great friends, but there are times I just wanna cry like a baby....
O-kaaaay......whatever. Others filed into line behind me and quietly waited. Soon another woman arrived and pushed through to the front of the line.
People started yelling and cursing at her.
She was just as rude in return.
YIKES! It's a CHURCH rummage sale folks. Get a grip.
Once inside, it wasn't much better. I was interested in a table and chairs that had no price, so I asked an assistant to check on a price.
"That's MY table", someone screeched from behind me. "I'm already asking about a price!"
I don't need any table that badly.
So I went and made friends with the adorable lady at the bake sale table and bought dessert for the evening.
"Ummm......errr...", I stammered, while clutching the cage ever tighter. "I didn't know....".
Awkward, but my answer was still a quiet no. The paddles were why I had gone to the auction. And not used the restroom. Or eaten. And sat on a broken chair for four hours.
He was SO angry.
"What are all these stupid people doing here?" I ask my husband (or myself). I really say it! EVERY time. Like I own the place.
Shameful, I realize (plus mom taught me to never say stupid). Forgive me Lord!
Happily, this feeling disappears as soon as I start shopping (a delightful perk of having ADD).
How about you? Am I the only one that's experienced this type of thing? Are you a Rager??