Back on October 10th we had another community wide garage sale. I think we've had enough of these that we're pretty much out of stuff to sell. During the sale, a man walked up and asked me if I had any baseball cards for sale. I said no, I sold most of my stuff a couple of years ago. Then it hit me...it was HIM. Read this to find out more about HIM. He was back and looking for more cards. I commented on what a good deal he had made that day and he readily agreed. I don't bear him any ill will because of what happened that day. I made the deal and although I've come to regret it, I would have done the same had I been in his place.
What he did next was pretty pathetic.
My wife and boys had walked a couple of houses over and I mentioned to my oldest to look for any cards that might be for sale. Low and behold, he found a bucket of mixed cards that had a small "FREE CARDS" sign on it. I was proud of him for picking out about 20 cards, including one for me, and leaving plenty in the bucket for the next kid that came along. The problem was, the next person to come along was HIM. My wife said he didn't say a word to anyone, pulled out a kitchen sized trash bag and dumped the entire contents of the bucket into the bag. Pretty low-class move if you ask me. I don't have an issue with anyone, kid or grown-up, walking up to the sale and buying cards, but when a 60 year old man takes cards that are meant for kids, that gets my blood boiling. It's not like he got anything valuable. All the cards my son picked out were early 90s junk wax without one single "name" player, much less any Hall of Famers.
I want to have one more sale just so he'll come back and I can let him know how I feel. I don't have much to spare, but I'm saving one small piece of my mind so I can give it to him if see him again.