PHASE I
About a week ago, Dan and I sat down and made a list of items we would like to sell on Ramstein Yard Sales, in order to raise a bit of money for our upcoming trip and keep our shipping expenses relatively low. We decided to list nine items first - with full-color pictures - ranging from a black clutch I had lying around, to Dan's Volvo. There was some initial interest, particularly for a rolling storage unit (originally priced at $15; ours listed for $5), but not many people were willing to venture far beyond the Ramstein base (approximately 15 minutes away). Most potential buyers were determined to have the items delivered to a spot more convenient for them:
Subject: 2 Wooden Chairs
Potential Buyer (PB): I would like to buy these chairs. 2 of mine broke and look a lot like this!
ME: You will need to come to Mehlingen to view/pick up. Please let me know if you are interested. Thanks!
PB: Isn't that pretty far away?
ME: It's about 15-20 minutes away from the Ramstein east gate.
PB: That's what I thought...
It wasn't long before we finally became frustrated with the entire ordeal, and Dan exclaimed, "Screw 'em! We're trying to sell stuff, not run a charity organization here!" I kept that in mind while dealing with our other prospective buyers, though their constant nagging eventually began to irk me beyond belief.
A few minutes ago, however, our first buyer appeared to pick up a pair of bar stools, priced at $10/each. Ka-ching!
PHASE II
Although Dan has already informed his employer of his impending resignation, I have yet to complete this task. I wonder if informing the scheduling department of my last day, before notifying my actual employer, qualifies as a professional no-no?
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