The summer sale ended yesterday. In France, stores are only allowed to have sales two times a year. It’s all regulated by the government.
I checked out the sales and most of what is marked down is the seasonal stuff stores don’t want to get stuck with… they certainly don’t want a big pile of tank tops in November… so they put it on sale when they are allowed to in July.
So I wondered, what price is it today? The day after the sale?
I found a tote bag I’d wanted to get on sale but hadn’t. I hesitated to buy it, then when I went back, they were out. Doh! Today I went to a different location of that same store. They had plenty of the bags left. If I’d gone to the store yesterday, I’d have paid 15 Euros. Since I went today, I paid 30. Yes, the price went back up. And, yes, I paid it since I was so mad at myself for not buying it when I should have. Lesson learned!
Bobby has learned that lesson in consignment stores, when if you hesitate you lose. I have tried the age-old technique of diverting his attention elsewhere, hoping others will buy the item first, to save money. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t.
I often fall victim to my impulses, and always regret it when I don’t. Why is my memory only sharp when it comes to missed opportunities?
Me too! I often regret not buying something when I had the chance!