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Not everything can be found on Google. In fact, on the weekends, Google is the last place I turn to for my searches. What I look for can’t be found on the interwebs, Mytube or Youspace. The things I search for can only be found by doing a specific type of search query: opening your front door, jumping in your car and searching the streets for signs that say “Garage Sale”.
Morning of Sat. February 5 - After stopping off at a few lack luster sales, acquiring some 25cent cassette tapes, and zipping through the Del Taco drive thru, I came upon a garage sale that looked promising. As I got closer, I began to notice very large items and very dusty boxes…two big indicators that this was going to be a “good one”.
The first item I noticed was a 6 ft wooden Indian. I knew that a genuine old school cigar shop Indian could demand a hefty price (if I was to resell it), so I was curious whether or not this one was the real deal. Upon closer examination, I could tell that this was a newer carving and not as valuable. The gentleman hosting the sale wanted $350 for it. That was a little out of my price range, so I moved on.
The next thing I noticed was a very large iron scale. The gentleman mentioned that it was an old industrial meat scale probably from the 1930s or 40s. He was asking $200. Although it was an interesting item that probably had a rich history, I had no need for a meat scale. To be honest, I have no need for most of the items I purchase at garage sales, but because of the size, weight and price of this ancient treasure, I decided not to convince myself that this would be a cool planter.
Once I decided to pass on the scale, I headed for the dusty boxes. Before I could even begin digging for buried treasure, I noticed something big and white out of the corner of my eye, sitting behind the wooden Indian and hidden among the boxes and other large items. Based on its shape and texture, I made a B line to it before anyone else noticed it (yes, there were other people there). The closer I got, the more certain I was to what I had found. It was large, white and round, and definitely an unusual item to find at a garage sale. What I had discovered among the dusty boxes, ancient meat scale and 6 ft wooden Indian was an oversized golf ball.
I lifted up this oversized golf ball and immediately noticed that a portion of the ball had been removed and in its place was a flat surface. Because of this unique design I immediately figured this must have been used at a golf course. The flat surface was probably for golfers to write down their scores from the previous hole. It is possible this could have come from a miniature golf course, but either way, this wasn’t something you could buy at Costco.
Unfortunately the golf ball wasn’t in perfect condition. It was a bit dirty, scratched and missing the pole it undoubtedly rested on at the golf course. But even with all its flaws, it was something I needed to have. Thinking back to the $350 Indian and the $200 meat scale, I feared the worst for what the man wanted for it…but I had to ask. I rose up the golf ball and shouted “How much?” The man looked over the golf ball, scratched his head and said “How ’bout $20?”
To me, $20 for this unusual item was a deal. I was actually surprised he wasn’t asking more since the other items were priced much higher. However, I wasn’t about to let him know I thought this was a great deal. I wanted to get this thing for less. I quickly debated whether to offer him $15 or $10. Although only a $5 difference, if you go too low with your counter offer, they’ll sometimes up the original price on you out of pure spite (I’ve actually had this happen to me a few times). But that morning I was feeling a bit daring (a possible side affect from my Del Taco coffee and breakfast taco), so I said “Will you take $10?”
To my surprise, he said “Yes.” For the low price of $10, I was the new owner of an oversized golf ball.
So the moral of the story is not everything can be found using Google. Sometimes you just need to unplug from the interwebs, get in your car and let fate lead you to your oversized golf ball.