Sometimes (always) freelance work doesn’t exactly pay the bills (at all, ever), so you have to think of more creative ways of making money. In these times of need I turn to Craigslist. No, not THAT section. Get your mind out of the gutter!
So, last Friday I was doing my usual end of the month ohcrapimbrokewhatuselessitemscanisell thing. Vintage shoes? Never. TV I haven’t turned on in over a year? Nah…I might need that someday. Wii Fit I never opened? DINGDINGDING!
I’m not particularly into video games or…fitness so this was obviously the perfect item to cash in on.
I hurriedly posted a clever, concise ad, expecting my inbox to be flooded with responses. Hours passed. Days passed. I reduced the price and eventually received this gem:
Will you be interested in trading wii fit for some mint rare & retired beanie babies ?
Um, moving on…
Fiiiiiinally I received an email from a non-creepy,non Beanie Baby collector who offered me cash. We agreed to meet in the parking lot of my apartment complex to make the transaction.
The buyer called to inform me she had arrived at the location. I came bounding out of my apartment, Wii Fit in hand. [I think it's important to mention that I had JUST woken up and had an extreme case of bedhead.]
“Hi! I’m Nichole. So, here’s the Wii Fit! It’s never been taken out of the box, but you can look at it if you need to.”
I enthusiastically handed her the item.
The women recoiled, refusing to accept my offering. A look of confusion and mild panic came over her face.
“I, um, already have one. My daughter has one too. I don’t need that.”
“Then WHY did you CALL me? WHY ARE YOU WASTING MY TIME? Do you just randomly respond to Craigslist ads for your own amusement?! What is wrong with you?!!”
“My daughter is moving into this apartment complex today,” the woman replied.
Just then a young girl driving a U-Haul pulled into the parking lot.
She now lives across the hall from me.
And the original buyer? She had gotten lost and was at a different apartment complex down the street.