Hick also won the auction lottery at a smaller auction last week. Again, he paid a dollar to enter the raffle. I guess this auction didn't have great items to choose from, because Hick picked a clock. When he told me, I was thinking maybe it was an antique, or a unique shape. You know, because he seemed so proud to tell me about it.
"Can you get me a picture?"
"No. I already sold it."
"What did it look like?"
"Just a clock."
"Uh...like...to set on a mantel? To hang on the wall?"
"Just a wall clock. Round."
"Did it have wood trim or something?"
"No. Just gold trim. A clock like you might get at Walmart for $10. I sold it for $5. I made $4 off of it, because it only cost me a dollar to win it!"
Hick gets excited over the most minor things...
He also got a nice frame the other day for my best old ex-teaching buddy Mabel. We're long overdue for a visit. You may recall that she likes fancy gold frames with a New Orleans kind of vibe. Hick finds them for her, and when he has several, we meet for lunch, and to display his wares. Mabel buys the ones she likes, and the others Hick brings back to sell at his Storage Unit Store.
"I got a nice frame for Mabel. I sent you a picture."
"I had just opened up when one of the ladies who sells up there came walking over. 'I've got a frame for you. How much will you give me?' I said I'd give her $5, and she said, 'Okay!' I think Mabel will like it."
Not sure what he'll charge Mabel. He doesn't have to make a large profit. Any profit will do.