By now you all know that Aubrey is a nice guy but a nice guy that doesn't take any "crap" off of anybody. Would you believe me if I said we don't look for trouble...it looks for us? Honestly - we are pretty calm people. Most of the time.
The last story I told you about Aub losing his temper was a few months ago when I was shopping for a new car and the dealership tried to sell us a lemon...
Then, there was "the shoe incident" when we were at "The World's Longest Yard Sale" which I didn't even blog about because I thought it was TOO SOON and I didn't want to blow our cover...maybe it is still too soon to share that story but I will one day. Of course our Alabama friends know all the details because they heard the first hand account over breakfast at "The Cracker Barrel."
Today, there was a "small" incident at an estate sale. So small that I didn't even know it was happening until it had happened.
Long story short-
We got up early and drove about 30 minutes to an estate sale.
The sale didn't have much for sale. What was for sale was a little pricey and nothing that I really wanted anyway.
The things I did want, were not for sale.
Aubrey found something he wanted. It wasn't something for us to resale - just something for one of his projects. This thing had no price and the guy told him $10.00. Aubrey was honest with the guy and told him that it was worth more than $10.00, he offered him $20.00. (Which I would never do - but as you know by now - I am cheap.)
Anyway, I picked out a few things, it took a while to get prices because it was a little unorganized (things inside were priced - things outside were only priced if you asked about them) I made my little pile and was ready to pay and go.
In the meantime, Aubrey - being the nice guy he is- helped the estate sale guy pull a freaking wrought iron trellis out of the ground and load it onto an older woman's truck...as well as three pieces of a HEAVY solid concrete birdbath, and a very, very big "t-shaped" metal thing that had gourds hanging from it -- all loaded onto the lady's truck.
Finally, we were ready to go. We paid $95 for all our finds and I waited in the driveway while Aubrey backed the truck up. We loaded our things. I got in the truck and was just waiting to go. Apparently, I was totally "checked out" of the situation. Honestly, I was looking at this little bag of candy Aubrey had purchased that morning and I was wondering if I could find some baby wipes or something to wipe my hands with so I could have a piece without getting "estate sale grime" in my mouth.
Aubrey is super friendly and likes to talk so I figured he was just out there talking...not that I was even thinking THAT much about it. I was just thinking about the candy at that point.
Then, he opened the door to get in and I just heard: "....$#%@ and the next time you have a #$!%^ estate sale...." That is honestly all I heard. I looked up and I HAD to have a stunned look on my face because I had no idea what was happening! I said: "Babe, what is going on!? What happened?!" He said the guy who owned the stuff (that is ALWAYS a disaster when the home owners are present at their sale!) came out and was questioning everything we purchased and how much we paid for everything and the straw that broke the camel's back -- IF we paid for it!! He wanted to SEE the money and know WHO we paid!!! So pretty much he was accusing us of stealing!
Accused us of stealing after Aubrey spent at least 45 minutes helping other people at the sale and after he offered to pay MORE than what he was asked to pay for something because he wanted to be fair! What in the world?!
Ugh. First someone "steals" from my pile at one sale and now someone thinks we are stealing! Estate sales may become more of a contact sport.