Last night I went to my first consignment sale. I decided to volunteer to
work at the sale so that I could attend the pre-pre-sale for volunteers
only. There were only 65 volunteers as opposed to 825 consignors so as
far as crowds go, I had it made in the shade. My friends told me to come
prepared for battle. So, armed with my laundry basket, cell phone, and a
blank check; I got in line at 6:10 for a 6:30 sale. I was disappointed to
discover that there were about 25 people ahead of me.
At 6:25, they let us walk in the space. We had to listen to a little
spiel and then we were let loose upon the mountains of merchandise. I
walked calmly in an indirect route to avoid the mad rush. While perusing the
clothing racks, I met one woman who was trampled by two shoppers that were
gunning for a dollhouse. I later stood in line next to the victorious
shopper who managed to get the illustrious dollhouse. She was sweet and
mild-mannered. I'm sure she had no idea that I knew her dirty
I came home after 1 hour of driving, 2 hours of shopping and 1 hour of
waiting in line with 2 Christmas presents for my daughter, 10 outfits (all name
brands that I cannot afford new) and a very nice winter coat for my son.
This came at a cost of $130.00. Was it worth it? I guess it depends
on your priorities. If your priorities are, like mine, to purchase used,
brand-name clothing at a discount price for your children so that everyone
thinks you have more money than you do, then mission accomplished.
Woo hoo! I can't wait for the next sale.