The players in this incident:
Pam--sil of my friend who died several years ago. The women were good friends.
Court--Pam did rent from him but moved in with him--sweet setup for her. She was incredibly poor; he is incredibly wealthy. Court is uncle of my dead friend.
Chuck--son of Court
Me--you know me
The names have been changed to protect the guilty. Well, I am still me, and I was not guilty.
Saturday morning, I had to drive out in the country a bit. Of course, I stopped at a yard sale. As I sort of stumbled along the rough ground and pavement, looking at the tables, I glanced up and saw a friend--Pam. Then, Court spoke to me. I sat to talk with Pam, and Chuck joined us.
Everything I glanced at, Court tried to sell it to me. I looked at a very expensive coat lying near me and asked how much it was. So, Court went into his salesman mode. The coat was shabbier than I thought and very musty. So, I figured the coat was near disintegration. And, there were worn spots. I was not paying $10, even if I had that much on me. Exbf could use the coat to work in his or my yard.
Pam said, "There is a baggie in the pocket!" She had lowered her voice to the point the proclamation seemed more like a warning.
Of course, I reached for the coat, pulled out the baggie, and used my best Lucy voice and attitude. "There's nothing but stems and pieces in here. I wonder what this was."
Pam was shushing me and Court was aghast while Chuck was hissing for me to give it to him. I tried to look innocent or incredibly stupid as I held the baggie to my nose. "Hmm, what is that smell?"
Then, laughing, I turned it over to Chuck who was sitting right next to me and having a hissy fit. Pam was laughing at me, asking me if I knew what it was. I dropped my silly attitude and assured her I knew exactly what it was. That made her laugh more. She and I dissolved in laughter.
Hey, I found it at a yard sale, not mine.
Suddenly Chuck left because he was hungry. Does looking at the sticks and stems give a person the munchies?
Have you ever found Mary Jane at a yard sale? Have you ever just found it anywhere other than in a friends possessions? Other than money, what is the most unusual thing you have found in a pocket or box at a yard sale? Okay, other than money, what have you found that is memorable/unusual?