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Thursday II – Bargain Hunting
Aug. 5th, 2010 01:40 pm.
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Lately I’ve been checking out the garage sales in the neighborhoods around my office during my lunch breaks on Thursdays and Fridays. I’m looking for books, because garage sales are – hand’s down – the cheapest place to buy them. Used book stores sell them at half the cover price, and while you can find bargain books at Amazon.com you still have to pay shipping on them. At a garage sale, books tend to go for as little as 10 cents to up to a dollar each. I’ve even been picking up books I don’t want to read because the used bookstore close to me has put a call out for certain titles, and I know I will get more than my 25 cent investment back.
I got out of the car at one garage sale today and felt a little annoyed to see that it was one I’d been to last week, featuring the same merchandise I’d rejected last week. I recognized the three little girls running it. Last week their mother was with them, but today they seemed to be running it by themselves. The oldest child looks to be about 12, the youngest around 8. To be polite I decided to walk glance through the items yet again because I did not want to hurt the little girls’ feelings.
( The Garage Sales Model of Free Market Medicine. )
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Lately I’ve been checking out the garage sales in the neighborhoods around my office during my lunch breaks on Thursdays and Fridays. I’m looking for books, because garage sales are – hand’s down – the cheapest place to buy them. Used book stores sell them at half the cover price, and while you can find bargain books at Amazon.com you still have to pay shipping on them. At a garage sale, books tend to go for as little as 10 cents to up to a dollar each. I’ve even been picking up books I don’t want to read because the used bookstore close to me has put a call out for certain titles, and I know I will get more than my 25 cent investment back.
I got out of the car at one garage sale today and felt a little annoyed to see that it was one I’d been to last week, featuring the same merchandise I’d rejected last week. I recognized the three little girls running it. Last week their mother was with them, but today they seemed to be running it by themselves. The oldest child looks to be about 12, the youngest around 8. To be polite I decided to walk glance through the items yet again because I did not want to hurt the little girls’ feelings.
( The Garage Sales Model of Free Market Medicine. )
