Worth something to somebody
Go figure. Someone, somewhere stops manufacturing something and all of a sudden the price goes through the ceiling. What about obsolete, or “too many to count” in the stockroom?
Last evening, I was waiting for the end of an auction on eBay. The price had been idling at just over $200 for most of the day, and I figured that things would play out in the closing minutes. Standard auction. In fact, I was so sure that I’d keyed my single ‘bound to win this one’ offer into the online form, at just over 10% higher when things went out of control (and beyond my reach). They were past the $400 mark and still moving when the bell rang.
Remember what I said about obsolete. This was for an old, much abused Morse key from a lonely freighter radio room (I’m fabulating, but stay with me). Yes, the decal was almost intact, but this was for something that (I figured) only three other people in the world would want, and two would be asleep. From now on, I’m getting into the speculation market for this stuff, because there are others out there with the same need to own. I could be rich! I just have to start winning the initial auctions.
In a kinder, gentler world, this would have been a “storm day”. A moment of reprieve, where bed beckons and the covers cover. Instead, I left for my bus (at the usual time) with a substantial tailwind, breaking trail through the new snow accumulations. And I arrived at work (at the usual time), a tad wet, but still in place before others of my kind.
