An inflated ask
At least my time is free. After spending some minutes perusing the for sale section of my hobby group, I’m bewildered. At what point did your used gear become as valuable as the new article, in a sealed carton with the warranty intact?
I’m sure that your gear is in good shape, because you said as much. All the right selling points were made, except for your price. We live in an internet-savvy world, and I can get the current list from my preferred retailer, immediately. When I took the time to check on used prices, I hoped to save a little. You fooled me (although not much). I wish you luck in your efforts, but…
It’s like when I have the chance to visit a “flea market”. Rare is in the eye of the beholder. If I don’t know the fair market value for X, that’s my bad. If I pay an inflated ask, that’s really my bad. Moving along…
The politicians have a new game. Can they shame the rest of us into returning to the workplace? Telling me that the economy needs me isn’t the same as telling me that things are safe again. I suspect that if/when more people become ill because they rushed back to the job, you’ll have little to add. We’re also trying to do the same thing with our schools. Stay home!
One of my sisters asked for assistance in tracking down a former classmate. I had no trouble in determining current addresses, but when you phone someone and the system says the number cannot accept incoming calls, I want to know what kind of magic is at play there. Does this mean there might be a way to block the spam?
