Every year, I take $120 from my wallet and flush it down the toilet. It's a very special ritual, also known as buying ice skates for my daughter. She ice skates about half a dozen times in them and then for no apparent reason, her feet grow over the summer and by the next winter she's all Cinderella's stepsister-like and her ice skates don't fit. I'm trying to get her to start smoking to stunt her growth a bit, but she's resisting it. Apparently it's not healthy of something.
So I placed last year's skates on Craigslist.Reidell girl's ice skates
Size 6, model 121, white ice skates.
Gently used, some markings and a few scratches.
I thought that my ad was very to the point and was overall Madison Avenue-style excellent. I filled out a deposit slip for the $50 that I was sure would be coming my way soon and picked out a spot for my future Clio on the mantle.
For the first few days, I did not get any responses. I did not panic because it's not like as soon as you see a Coke commercial you run out immediately to get a can, especially if it's like in the middle of the night or you just came out of a surgical procedure or something. The next few days brought similar results. It was getting harder to keep my spirits up but papa encouraged me by saying "$50? Are you insane?! You should pay people to take that crap away from you."
But then on the sixth day, it happened. I got a response from someone who truly appreciated my ad:
From your post you seem very interesting so i thought i'd break the ice. I'm 21
years old and single again. I recently got out of a long term relationship and I
have totally forgotten how to date. I'm not looking for anything serious right
off the bat but I would like to go on casual dates again and get to know people,
if it turns into something more then no problems. I'm somewhat shy, a bit
eccentric and I can be very blunt. I wear t-shirts, play video games, have a WOW
account,watch anime, and I love pizza and sushi.
I know that the customer is always right and all that, but what the fuck that does this mean? I put an ad for ice skates and I seem like an interesting person? I can just see him thinking--"intriguing. Such small feet. And she no longer ice skates... There must be a story behind it!" And how do you get out of a long term relationship when you're 21? (AND ALSO--I realized that when my daughter was born, 10 years ago, he was 11 years old. OMG.)
Oh, and he forgot how to date? Well, I haven't been on the dating scene myself in over 12 years, but from what I seem to recall, you find people to date on, oh, I don't know, dating sites as opposed to "selling children's ice skates" sites. Although it's certainly a relief that he wears t-shirts because the last thing I need right now is to get involved with one of those hardline-against-t-shirt wearing freaks.
Is this what it's come down to? Do I need to start a relationship with this anime lover to sell the skates? Because I love pizza too.