I don't want to be skeptical. I want to trust people. It's probably a flaw, wanting so badly to trust people. David and I hit a garage sale recently, and I saw what I believed was a hair dryer for sale. I held it up, asked the price, then inquired if it worked. She, the lady with the Kate Gosselin hairstyle (pre-weave), looked me in the eye and said "Yes. You can plug it in if you'd like."
She said it worked. No clauses added. No exceptions. She didn't blink or look away when she answered me. Straight out, eye to eye contact, without flinching. No discussion at all.
I asked no further questions. Why? Because I trusted her. I didn't ask, how does it work? How long does it work? When you say "work" can you tell me, in full description, what that does and does not mean?
All things, of course, I would have figured out, had I just plugged it in. But, Nooooo! I wanted to trust this total stranger selling stuff out of a garage.
Here it is, my one dollar investment.
For the record, it is not a hair dryer. It is a hand held fan. Not a heater. Not a hair dryer. A cool air blowing, hand held fan. And it works.
In addition to the above mentioned investment, ironically, I also bought a hand-carved, made in Jordan, nativity for three bucks.
But, make that four bucks, cuz I didn't need a hand held fan.
Do you have a "But I meant to buy...." story? Or issues with trusting total strangers?
ps. If you are looking for a koozie, one might be closer than you think. Go Cowboys!
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