Since I was a child I’ve always liked garage sales.
I can’t really explain why, other than I really like a good deal and I’m a bit of a snoop.
Let me explain that last part.
Rummaging through other’s peoples garage sale items – those old rollers skates, that cat print sweatshirt, a ThighMaster caked in dust – is a bit like being a detective sifting through evidence. It’s a glimpse into the psyche of a person. You can tell a lot about a person by what they sell and how much they sell it for.