Whenever I go out garage sale shopping, I’m always afraid of a sale where there are no other shoppers. I’m afraid that I will get out of the car and start rummaging through the stuff only to have the owner start shouting at me, “What are you doing here? What do you think this is…a garage sale?”
I clean up my front yard out of fear that someday somebody will stop and start sifting through stuff and ask, “How much do you want for this?”
