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Friday, April 6, 2012

A Little Rant

Some people these days!  I am just beside myself with aggravation, frustration, and helplessness.  Aggravation because people are so disrespectful.  Frustration because I might have prevented it.  And helplessness because in all reality I couldn't have and can't in the future.

Most of you know I share a flea market booth with a friend.  About a month ago, I purchased two lovely older Windsor chairs off craigslist and took them to the booth.  I put a price tag on each chair--they were to be sold individually, not as a set.  We received our end of month statement yesterday that listed everything that had sold.  Guess what?  My chairs sold!  But wait--that price isn't right.  The buyer (I'm assuming, because why would anyone else do it?) removed the tag from one chair and added an 's' to the other tag.  Basically, the buyer bought one chair and stole the other.  And what can I do about it?  Probably nothing.  I hope she enjoys her chairs and thinks about how she obtained them every time she sits in one.


Another item--a vintage toy--has been played with and broken.  And left in the floor.  An honest person would have paid for it--or at least told the management.   After some of the antics I've observed at the flea market, I'd bet money it was a child let loose to explore while the inattentive parents shopped.



And, to top it off, I found the box which had contained a souvenir ashtray from Washington, DC.  I'm pretty sure my mother bought it on a trip back in the 60s and never used it.  The box I found was empty.  The ashtray had been stolen.  It had to have been, because the price tag was on the box.  The empty box.

I'm so irritated right now, I could spit.  Why do people have to take the joy out of things?  That ashtray was only $2!  The toy was $10--and I would have been satisfied with an apology.  The chairs--that's another story altogether.  I'm trying really hard to not let these things color the fun I've had with the booth these past several months.  If they hadn't happened all on the same day, I'd probably do better.

I'll just give it some time and get over it.  Eventually.  Thanks for listening!


8 comments:

EmptyNester said...

I totally understand your frustration. It amazes me how some people look themselves in the mirror every day. All I can say is thank God for karma. She will come back and bite them where it hurts.

Mimi said...

It's very frustrating, and, as you say, worse for it all to happen on the one day.
Best you can do is hope that they all needed the money/goods more than you do. Not much consolation, but might reduce your frustration.

Andrea said...

I have a bad feeling that the chair person will be bragging about her great deal, rather than feeling guilty abut it....blah, that stinks!

Sweet Tea said...

It is so disillusioning when people behave so badly...then time passes and someone goes out of their way to show great kindness and we are reminded that there are many, wonderful, loving, people in the world.

Jo-anne *Blossy* said...

What goes around comes around. That nasty person who stole the second chair will get what they deserve. Karma always pays a visit sooner or later.

Lori E said...

You are absolutely entitled to be angry. People are stealing from you. Shame on them.
Karma may get them but I think they may be too self-involved to recognize why it has.

Tami said...

Your reaction is totally understandable. In the town where we used to live, theft was common and sluffed off as "boys will be boys" or some such. If it wasn't nailed down it was stolen (and sometimes they just took the nails, too).

I don't know where the "entitlement" attitude came from - why people think they can behave that way.

Hope you have some fun experiences with your booth and regain of the joy of it!

Eric and Rozanne said...

I hear you! I get very frustrated about things like that too! I agree with Tami about the entitlement attitude. Very irritating indeed! I hope there are many more good days to come.

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