What I hate about Craigslist

I have a love-hate relationship with Craigslist.

On one hand, I LOVE getting things for less than their retail price. Love. Craigslist is a great place to do that. And it feels like recycling, which is just nice for everyone. Heck, we got our TV stand off of Craigslist, and that little venture turned out awesome.

But then there’s the other side. The side that drives you crazy.

I’ve ranted about bad sellers on Craigslist, but today I have a different gripe: bad buyers.

Can we all just agree that if I have posted something for sale on CL, I want to sell it? I am not making this posting just to chat with you for a bit. I am not making this posting because I think it’s funny or fun or enjoyable. I have something that I don’t want to have anymore, and if I can make a buck on it, that would make me happy.

We’re all on the same page with that one? Great.

Now can you please explain to me why you’re emailing me just to shoot the breeze, ask questions that I already answered in the original post, and then ultimately disappear from my life without even just TELLING me that you’re no longer interested?

I used to think it was kind of ridiculous when people would add “serious buyers only” to their posts. I mean, what kind of person would email who wasn’t serious about buying?

Turns out those posters were just much wiser than poor, naive me.

Part of my plan for upping the decor factor of the apartment involves making some changes in the dining room. One of those changes is selling the server we have currently (it’s nice, but too small for our needs) and replacing it with two servers from IKEA (they are the perfect width to exactly span the wall, giving the impression of built-in storage). First, though, I need to sell the old one.

Another great quality pic, amiright?

Craigslist was the first place I thought of when I wanted to sell. I made a post, and sat back to wait. (Well, really I was at work, so I went back to doing work things.)

Lo and behold, within minutes I had a response. About an hour later, I had another one. And an hour after that, I had ANOTHER one.

Obviously, I gave priority to the first girl to respond. The trouble was, she wasn’t getting back to me very quickly.

After about 12 hours, I told the second girl that if she was ready to buy now, I would give her priority. Suddenly she had so many questions. What was the price of the piece? (Um…it had been in the title of the post AND in the actual post. Seriously?) Oh, well, she needed to talk it over with her husband.


I don’t know about you, but I don’t tell people I want to buy large pieces of their furniture without at least passing the idea by my husband.

As you probably suspected, I never heard back from her after that.

Interestingly enough, I did hear back from the first girl. She wanted it. She would come get it on Wednesday. Perfect!

I gave her my address. And promptly received a spammy-type email explaining how she wanted to pay me through Paypal. D’oh!

Not a chance, lady. This is Craigslist, not Amazon. I explained this would be a cash-only transaction. And I never heard from her again.

The third potential buyer turned out to be a spambot. (After I sent him an email letting him know I had another buyer, I received a spammy “So glad tobuy yer furnature” email. Classic.

So, here I am, with zero buyers. Fortunately, enough time passed that I could re-post my furniture. I also made a posting on Apartment Therapy. Their classifieds always seem classier anyway. So if anyone knows anyone looking for a like-new server for their dining room, lemme know!

Serious buyers only. Srsly.

Timeliness is next to godliness

If we’re gchat friends, you know that a few weeks ago I was obsessing over a rose gold bow ring. Welp, check it:


Ring: $23
Shipping: $1.50
Happiness every time I glance at my hand: Priceless

Love it? GET YOUR OWN!

In other news, my blogger exchange package is IN THE MAIL. I love being early for things.

Speaking of which, I’ve told you guys how I’m always early, right? Like, for everything. (I really hope I haven’t already told you this story, because I’m probably about to tell it the exact same way, but I tried searching through my blog for the term “always early” and came up with nothing, so if you’ve read this one before, feel free to spend a few seconds admiring my ring and then carry on your business.)

I credit/blame my dad. Punctuality is a big thing with him. Late = rude. And I have to admit, I feel the same way. (Though whether it’s nature or nuture is yet to be seen.)

Ergo, I’m always early.

The hubster, on the other hand, not so much. Last night we were lounging around when he mentioned that I always get to work about half an hour before I have to get there.

I do it because I like not feeling rushed. In fact, I hate feeling rushed. Plus, it gives me time to stop for coffee if I want to. And it lets me get a jump start on things before other people in the office ask me for stuff. And because I’m always early, my supervisor is more likely to let me have time off when I ask. It’s really a brilliant system.

So it works for me. The only downside to being perpetually early is that when you are late (for reasons beyond your control), it throws off your whole day. Not pleasant.

But the point is, this year my blogger exchange package will NOT be late. And I hope Dusty loves it!