No Sale Like A Yardsale

My wife, God love her, has a problem. Ordinarily, she isscenario my wife would be Dennis Rodman.I recently
a wonderful woman, always kind to animals and smallwitnessed an actual yardsale. It wasn't as frightening
children, friendly with the neighbors, loved by one andas participating in a snake handling or going to my
all. But every Saturday morning, just after sun up,mother-in-law's for dinner, but it was pretty close.This
something happens to her, something horrible! Shewas a joint venture, make that misadventure, between
becomes an ugly, vicious, salivating, clawing thing! No,my wife and sister, the Lucy and Ethel of the yardsale
she's not a werewolf, but that's a pretty good guess. Ifset. As men, I don't think we really know our wives until
only it were something a silver bullet could cure (or awe see them in the yardsale setting. What I saw was
case of Silver Bullets, for that matter).Her problem iseducational, indeed.What follows is an excerpt from
no mere sickness of the blood, my friends. Hers is athe research paper I am writing on this experience. I'll
sickness of the mind, the spirit and the body. It's ansubmit the finished text to the South Hampton Institute
all-encompassing affliction, kind of the same thing you'dof Technology's Hammond-Eggar Anthropological
get the morning after downing the aforementionedDepartment when it's finished. Or I may just send it to
case of Silver Bullets, I suppose.This curse isPaul Harvey, I haven't decided yet. Anyway, here's the
called...Yardsalitis! (Please imagine an ominous musicalexcerpt:"And just who are these pathetic souls who
burst here)If you laugh it's only because you haven'tcan not live without their weekly fix of mismatched
been exposed to this disease. Be warned, Yardsalitis isTupperware and decapitated Barbie Dolls? Usually,
everywhere and spreading fast! There are differentand this may be totally hormonal within the species,
levels of this disease and if caught early it can bethey are women. The only men present were the
cured. To help you identify a person with Yardsalitis, letones whose wives dragged them along to hold their
me detail the various stages for you.First, there are thepurses while they (the women) clawed through boxes
SY's (Social Yardsalers), those who only partakeof Beanie Babies and tried on used shoes that were
occasionally and usually do so with a group of theirthree sizes too small. These are the same men often
peers. These are the lightweights of the game. Theyseen loitering about the women's underwear section at
do it to look cool, to fit in, not because they have anWal-Mart, holding purses and looking appropriately
overpowering need to prowl through other people'sdumbfounded. Not even the prettiest of women on the
junk.Then come the RY's (Recreational Yardsalers).pink brassiere labels can pull them from this
This group considers yardsaling a fun, harmlessfunk."Scientifically speaking, this is a whole 'nother
pastime. The first symptom of this stage is denial. "Iculture. People were gathering in the driveway at 6
ain't hurting nobody!" is the slogan of the RY's. RY's willa.m., though the signs Subjects A and B (Lucy and
go yardsaling if the weather's nice and they've nothingEthel) plastered all over the neighborhood clearly
better to do on a Saturday morning. They can livestated that 7 a.m was the start time. It was like that
without it, but they'd rather live with it.Things begin tomovie 'Night of the Living Dead,' where the dead are
get ugly as the disease progresses to the next level,stumbling across the field toward the farmhouse
known as "Progressive Yardsalitis." This is the mostwhere the non-dead, that would be the living, are holed
pathetic group because they teeter on the brink of theup. Staggering along they come, arms outstretched,
final stage. They feel the need to get up at the crackfingers wiggling, a glazed look in their eyes.
of dawn on Saturday morning and hit the streets,"Quaaaaarter," they moan. "Will you take a quarterrrrr..."
sniffing out the proverbial "good deal" like crack
addicted bloodhounds. But when that high subsides andEnd of excerpt.
reality returns, they regret paying $200 for aAnd therein lies the true art of the deal: it's not how
Tickle-Me-Elmo that their kids aren't allowed to touch.much you spent on that Flowbee with the missing
Most have no memory of the actual purchase. Theyattachments, but how much you talked them down
claim to just wake up with their bargain infrom the asking price. This is called "Yardsalanomics," a
hand.Devastated, they vow "never again," but it's atheory of economics not even Donald Trump can
hollow oath. Sure, there are those who can go weeksexplain. The crux of Yardsalanomics is this: it's not how
without getting a fix. But relapse is imminent. Theymuch you pay, it's how much you don't pay.Only an
know it, their families know it, and those cruel soulsidiot pays the asking price. Ask my wife.To be fair, she
having the yardsales know it."We got what you need,"is trying hard to break her addiction. She just joined the
is the mantra of the yardsale pusher.Finally, hope islocal chapter of Yardsalaholics Anonymous. YA is a
abandoned and the call of the deal must be answered."make a profit if you can" group that meets in
The afflicted becomes a full-fledged Yardsalaholic.members' garages every Saturday morning for
This is the category my lovely wife falls into. She is thefellowship and support. Unlike most addiction programs,
High Priestess of the Open Garage Door. She ishowever, YA has only nine steps.It used to have
Conan the Yardsalian!Like a gunslinger in Dodge City, atwelve, but my wife talked them down.From "Small
champion yardsaler has to be quick of hand and haveBusiness Q&A" With Tim Knox
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