I mentioned in yesterday's post that we were looking a beautiful 1964 Ford Falcon convertible for sale right here in Wagoner. We went to look at it and were sorely tempted to buy it, given the price. The only hitch in the deal was that we don't have a garage and it would be a shame to let such a beautiful care sit out in the weather.
When we asked, both Sally and I heard the man say "fourteen fifty".
Well, last night at Walmart, we ran into him again and he asked us about our interest in it. We told him we were very, very interested, but that we didn't have a garage to put it in. It is, after all, a parade car.
He then told us that he had had several callers but everyone became disinterested when they heard the price. He said, "I guess they thought they could pick it up for 5 or 6 THOUSAND!"
5 or 6 THOUSAND? I thought he said $1450. He MUST have said fourteen THOUSAND; but it sure didn't sound like it.
If we'd had a garage, I would have whipped out my check book with an offer of $1200. Boy! Would I have looked foolish, huh?
What's $10,000 among friends!?! YIKES!!!!!