What would Jesus do if he, like me, was caught in the middle of a rummage sale rumble? One that escalated to unsavory language and threats of calling the police?
A little background is in order, I know.
I get to the rummage sale about 40 minutes early, which means I am No. 1 in line, and that of course makes me happy. So I take one step to the side to check out the nearby Free Box, which means a guy cuts in front of me.
Now I’m not happy, and I’m wondering about whatever happened to common courtesy. But because I tend to be the non-confrontational type (and this is very important a few minutes later), I let it go.
Then I notice a dealer coming out of the sale with a basket of goodies. I’m not happy about this either. And I’m also not happy that there’s another woman who's also shopping early who says she’s not a dealer but a collector.
OK, whatever. Since I see her at sales a lot, she must do a lot of “collecting.”
The woman standing in line behind me can’t put the inequity of the situation aside. She tells one of the guys running the sale that a church sale should have ”integrity” and "morals," and, donations aside, everyone should adhere to the same rules and not gain early admittance.
I can’t argue with that basic point, but this woman was pursuing an argument that she clearly wasn’t going to win. The guy was running the sale and she wasn’t.
But she’s relentless, continuing to pester this poor guy. He explains that he didn’t’ know the dealer was a dealer and he let her and the other woman in early because they made donations. And then he threatens to call the police if the woman behind me doesn’t stop harassing him.
Next, the guy in front of me, turns to this woman and also tells her to stop her tirade. But she doesn’t stop. She gets a few inches from his face and tells him he can’t take an opinion from a strong woman.
To which, he calls her the B-word.
Not once but many, many times.
My ears were a-burning, and I wanted to cover the those of the church ladies.
What would Jesus do?
I think he would have told them to remember where they were and close their mouths. And pray for a little perspective. There was plenty of stuff inside and nobody needed to fight over it.
And that’s what non-confrontational me was thinking but not saying out loud. What I did do, in the interest of avoiding a Jerry Springer moment, was take a step to the side, just in case the fists started to fly.
What finally resolved the situation was to let everyone in line about 10 minutes early.
And once inside, I did indeed find some great stuff, including lots of vintage Christmas, which I've been showing you throughout this post.
I think my favorite find could be these Italian-made glass candles that clip onto the branches of a Christmas tree. I've never seen anything like them.
Or maybe it was the trio of spunhead snowmen which were in a bigger bag of assorted vintage stuff.
I just might be keeping both the candles and the snowman.
I'm still debating if the treasures were worth the drama. But this much I do know. I have been to a lot of sales, and I’ve talked to a lot of people waiting in line, and, luckily, this was the first time I’ve been in the middle of a rumble.
So that part I never want to deal with again.
But the vintage Christmas (in July)?
Bring it on.
P.S. This is what came out of the Free Box.