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Tue, July 13
Clothing for Sale
On Saturday, Erica and I decided to make up for our poor salaries, and get rid of stuff we've been accumulating in our closets for many many years...The kind of things that you THINK you'll wear some day, but never have the heart to actually put on...Sentimental items that, in the end, are just clothes that can be gotten rid of to make way for something much more meaningful: new clothes, of course.
We walked, lugging duffels and backpacks and a big blanket, all the way to the next block (it was hard I tell you!) As we lay our blanket on the sidewalk, in front of a brownstone, I decided to forget the clothing sale and just lie down like a homeless person. But Erica couldn't stop laughing.
At one point, a cop came over. Before he could say anything I asked, "Do you wanna buy a skirt?" He shook his head. "A belt? Some earrings?" He shook his head again. Then told us that we could get arrested. "But officer, tons of people do this! Every day people are selling things on the street!" I pleaded.
"Yeah, but how many WHITE girls you see sitting on the street selling their stuff?" he responded....
Luckily, we only received a warning, though I thought it would be cool to get arrested for selling my 10th grade jeans. And techincally, at that point, we weren't actually SELLING anything. No one bought a single item at that time...We could have just said we liked being surrounded by our belongings.
We met some cool people. One Czech woman insisted we trade her Erica's handmade earrings for a crappy Czech children's book she retrieved from her apartment when she heard what I did for a living....It was atrocious: "Cat and Dog Build a House Together." Must be lost in the translation.
One guy in a Hawaiin print shirt stopped to chat, and yelled at me because I don't speak Spanish. Somehow, there was nothing wrong with the fact that HE spoke Brooklynese, but that is another story. "Tell me something I don't know", he demanded. Wait. I'm supposed to ENTERTAIN YOU? Is that some kind of pickup line? Goddamn.
The most willing customers though, were lots of cute guys. They all stopped, looked at the abundance of women's clothing, and asked, "You got any guys' stuff? Like, any of your ex-boyfriend's crap?" Hm. Gave me an idea...
Total amount of time spent numbing my ass on the sidewalk: 3 and a half hours. Total amount of money made: 12 dollars.
I'm a superstar.
Tonight, Em and I ran half the loop in Central Park in the torrential rain. And it nearly was a sprint, because at a certain point the rain got so hard and cold, all I wanted to do was go home!
Dodgeball tournament on Wednesday. Prince concert tomorrow night.
Posted by lexzog at July 13, 2004 12:54 AM
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Wait, you forgot a few things:
1. When asked if he ever considered selling his items on Ebay, that guy in the Hawaiian print shirt thought for a moment, then said "Well, I'm a writer, not a pusher." (While saying this, he made little pushing motions with his fingers.) We interpreted this to mean that he doesn't know how to type on a keyboard, but who knows---at that point, it really could have meant any number of things.
2. We met a very cool girl name Halle--she bought my shirt and Lex's pants. She was smart, pretty, and a good shopper by our standards. Halle, you win for best customer of the day.
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