I don’t know what it’s like in your home, but in ours we seem to have a constant flow of stuff that we’re getting rid of. Keen to not let anything go to waste, we use a combination of eBay, Freecycle and local Charity Shops. When selling things often it’s less about the money as you don’t often get much (although it always helpful) and more about ensuring that the item we no longer have any use for goes to a good home where it will be valued and appreciated.
Last week we finally sold a cot-bed that had been on eBay for a long time. It’s a lovely bed that was at my parents’ house for when their grandchildren (our kids and my niece) came to stay. I had dismantled it quite a while ago and listed it but there were no takers. And then out of the blue last week someone made an offer and I accepted. They paid online and we arranged a time for them to collect on the weekend.
The couple turned up, with the baby due in just over a month. Now I know that you don’t typically put the baby in the cot-bed straight away. They usually sleep in something considerably smaller for their first few months. But given that life was about to get quite hectic for them it made sense to get as much sorted before the baby was born.
The cot-bed had been stored in a shed for a while and had a few marks and a little discolouration. The expectant mother was a little unsure about their purchase now that she had the chance to look it over. Her partner was saying all the right things, about cleaning it up, and the orientation of the cot-bed in the room it’s going to be installed in. But we could tell that she was still unsure. My dad gave her a way out, saying that she doesn’t have to take it if she doesn’t want to – that it was entirely her decision. He also explained what a bargain they were getting – given how much it would cost to buy it new. This was all whilst her partner was loading the disassembled cot-bed into their car.
Once everything had been securely loaded, my father handed her a bag containing the bolts, saying something similar to: “if you’re going to take the bed then here are the bolts.”
After a little more discussion they decided that everything was OK and off they went.
Later in the day, my dad (who has been in sales for his entire career) asked me “When do you think the deal was done?”. I didn’t really understand the question – explaining that they had already paid for the bed before they collected it.
He explained to me that the deal was done when the woman accepted the bag of bolts from him. By taking the bag she unconsciously indicated that she had decided that the cot-bed was going to be OK for them.
And there I was thinking that there was nothing more that my dad could teach me!