Today I resold my dresser. How you ask? I bumped up the price fifty bones, and told some broad she had to ante up with her Master Card number if she wanted me to hold it for her until 6pm today.
The reason I was being such a massive swindlelotron is because these other women before her would promise me $150 ask me not to sell it to other people, and then avoid my phone calls. WHO THE HELL DOES THAT? Anyways, this lady is driving in from Guelph tonight to pick it up from Jen, while I'm in Toronto eating in some fancy-ass restaurant for Bob's birthday...
Selling furniture is for the birds, I don't know how anyone does it full time, I can't even do it for more than 3 days. People really should be more honest with each other.
Friday, February 15, 2008
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