I wandered around for about an hour and fifteen minutes. In one of my final laps down the "this area is anything and everything that doesn't have a designated area", I noticed the tiny recycled former sandwhich bag with words. It is at this very moment you feel the cone of light beaming over your head and you know this is the very reason I've wandered around for one hour and fifteen minutes. I have found the treasure....WORDS!
Of course, the next fear is...how much? In a thrift store, pricing can be somewhat random to the consumer, yet I'm sure logical to the "pricing person". I have yet to understand, and this particular time was no exception. My little bag of words was thirty-seven cents. Not thirty-five...or fifty cents, but thirty-seven. With quick haste, I dashed to the check-out and made my purchase. I am now...
2 comments:
Makes it double treasure when something is priced great! Cool find!
I know exactly what you mean about pricing. There is a rather large thrift store I visit and the pricing is so random....and always ends in a nine.
I too would be a very happy girl if I found those words! Enjoy.
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