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August 17th, 2014
Got some free days on Ebay, so mom and I have been working hard to both relist and put new stuff up. Then it occurred to me it might be interesting to do a post about the Ebay experience. It has been ten years of learning to get it going right.
Ten years ago, I found out about Ebay, but I used to be a buyer. This was back when I worked as a manager at Hardees, I think, while I waited for my postal test results. I bought a bunch of useless stuff, like native American spiritual figurines and scented candles. Then my parents got pissed off and told me that if I could afford to buy stupid shit, then I could afford to move out. I said, "Fair enough" and quit. Oh no wait...this has to be more than ten years ago, like when I worked for Dr. Bhayani and just started hanging out with my scumbag friends. Anyway, I don't know what clicked in my mind and when and why, but one day, I thought, "Heyy! I can do this! I could sell stuff on Ebay! My parents wouldn't object to me collecting money, LOL!"
The hunting began. I had a huge collection of books that I didn't need, so I started putting up $.99 auctions because they only cost ten cents, and I could relist for free once. I sold enough that I was covering the auction prices of the stuff I didn't sell, plus making a profit. I admit, I sold a lot of stuff for $.99, but I slightly inflated the shipping to get a little more. Sometimes I'd get lucky and have something get bid up almost to what it was worth. I started buying books at garage sales. There were two instances when I got REALLY lucky. One was when I found a book called The Preppie Handbook that got bid up to thirty bucks. Then I found a book called Encyclopedia of Things That Never Were that got bid up to $80. The lady running that particular garage sale had boxes of pewter Dungeons and Dragons figurines. She gave me a few for free, saying she wanted to get rid of them. I could kick myself because I sold those pretty high on Ebay. I should have offered her a lump sum for the whole lot. I haven't seen anyone selling those since either.
I worked with this lady, Laveda, who I used to call the Great Folk Hero of the Post Office because her battles with management were legendary. About Laveda: She used to tell Yolanda in so many words what a useless human being she was. -My hero, seriously. She had a disabled son and a daughter. The son was one of those thalidomide babies who was born with a flipper at the elbow of one arm. He lived on his own and passed away suddenly of a heart attack. Yolanda spread around that when they found him many days after the terrible event, his black Labrador was eating off his body. That is why I hate Yolanda forever, like who says that? It's so believable too, because it's totally something a disgusting dog would do. I don't believe it because Laveda still had the dog when I went by her house. You'd think someone would have put it down (with his/her own hands) if the rumor was true. Back on topic: One day, she asked me if I wanted to buy some of her son's old things. I ended up coming away with two solid oak antique end tables (one of which I take my Ebay pictures on) and a medium sized bookcase filled with hundreds of sci-fi and fantasy books. I made so much on Ebay for the books that I made my money back for the whole lot many times over.
Back then, I used to either wrap books in paper grocery bags or else I'd buy 9x11 sized shipping envelopes when they were on sale at Walgreens four for a dollar. Sometimes I'd get lucky and find someone selling a huge box of shipping envelopes at a garage sale, pretty much giving them away. Also, I always recycled the envelopes I'd get when I'd mail order something. I hadn't caught on to click and ship yet, so I would take all my sales to work and stand in line. Eventually, I caught on that it was worth buying printer ink and paper, just so I could print labels at home. I tried to go cheap, using the blank back sides of already used papers, like bill invoices and such. I would buy refurbished ink, but quickly abandoned that because every third time I'd get skunked with a cartridge I absolutely could not make work. Now when I buy ink on Ebay, I have to type 'geniune ink cartridge' for my model in the search engine. They are pricier but guaranteed to work.
You know how you see ads where people claim to be able to remodel their house with money they make selling on Ebay? It's true! I made so much money that when I mortgaged my first house at age 28 and finally moved away from my parents, I was able to buy all kinds of things to decorate. Back then, I would buy the things I needed directly, but it was difficult to find a deal, as people are prone to gouge. I don't gouge. Since I buy stuff at garage sales or on clearance, I price stuff to sell. That way, I can move so much cheap merchandise that it adds up quickly. I have a credit card bill every month for expenses because Ebay charges 10% final value fees for everything you sell, but I have so much more in PayPal, where the money goes when you sell something.
Right around the time when Randall was going through the immigration process, mom started selling stuff on my account. She sold mostly books, some artwork she got tired of, and some clothes. When I'd sell clothes, I'd put them in lots, as I didn't believe people would buy one article of used clothing. Mom proved me wrong by selling a lot. Now we both have it down to a science, like what brands are guaranteed to sell, what brands will sell after a while, what particular article of clothing sells better with each gender, what kind of kid clothes people are more interested in, etc. We try to keep everything we sell under 13 ounces, as first class shipping is much cheaper than priority or parcel post. Jeans, sweaters and shoes often go over, but are popular enough people will pay higher shipping. I don't sell books much anymore, as I often get hosed on media mail shipping if I don't inflate it enough, while Ebay gives me a discount for every other kind of shipping. I used to ship first class parcels in paper business envelopes, -to keep it light- but I've had a few parcels get mangled in the postal system and lost. Now I buy light-weight plastic shipping envelopes off Ebay in bulk. I can get 200 for under $15. Mom still uses paper envelopes because she gets used ones for free at work.
Mom is a lot better at Ebay selling than I am. She is more committed to buying stuff at garage sales or clearances to make a profit, whereas I buy a lot of stuff for myself and the kids, and only sell if I can't use it. Mom came up with the idea to use the money we make to buy gift cards on Ebay, instead of goods directly for a gouge. You can get a lot of gift cards or store credit cheaper than they are worth, just so long as you don't buy gas cards, Walmart cards, Amazon or Costco. Those always go for more. I've been buying a lot of Lowes cards at a discount, to fix this place up.
The downside to Ebay selling is having a lot of junk sitting around in tupperwares. I always sell stuff I've had for awhile in lots so I can reduce the stock. When I move to Indiana, I'm going to decide if I want to give everything to the church garage sale and start over, or seriously haul everything to the new house. Hopefully, I'll move in the spring, when stock is down anyway, because the only way I get new merchandise over winter is shopping clearance at Goodwill or finding odds and ends on clearance everywhere else. I got rid of A LOT of stuff before the last move, as I didn't want clutter and didn't want to sort through a lot of junk with twin babies. It will be great to move to Indiana because Illinois is always trying to pass laws to tax some of our online profits. Hopefully we will be long gone before they start coming after people. They shouldn't be able to though, because it's like a big online garage sale or flea market. People already got taxed when they bought the items the first time; why should they be double-taxed? We live in a bankrupt state though, so they'll try to get what they can get.
Ebay takes time, like you have to take detailed photos of your merchandise, and you have to give exact measurements for clothing so people will take more care and not return stuff as much. Sometimes you have to answer questions about your item, so people can get more information before purchasing. It's worth it though, because once you list something, it takes no effort to go do something else and let people view your items online. You don't have to take a day off to set up a garage sale or a booth at a flea market, and you can get a steady income, instead of one lump sum from a day of effort. You do have to check email often, in case someone bought an item and sent money through PayPal.
Sometimes a buyer will bid on something and not pay for it. You can open a case against them to get your final value fees back. Mom and I have been selling so long we have a high rating and get free listings often. We get so many free listings that we never pay to list anymore. We used to have a top rated selling status, but ran into a few douches who gave us negative feedback after the post office lost their parcels. Even though we could prove it was the fault of the post office, they still did it to be malicious because there are all kinds online. One time there was a glitch and some idiot was able to leave neutral feedback on an item she never paid for. We had to open a case against her. Mom called Ebay to ask them to remove the bad ratings that weren't our fault. She got a hold of a foreigner who couldn't speak English well, and who kept repeating the same phrases over and over again, which makes us believe they don't know what they are doing. It's annoying because we could have 300 positives, but one negative knocks us down to Power Seller for a month. I love Ebay though because it's an addicting hobby bringing a very satisfying return.
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January 1st, 2014
Guess I'll do one private entry and one public. It's about time (after four and five years?) that I record this crazy time I've had with Randall and everything since. Anyway...here's the public entry about what happened with Tanqueray to make her quit her job, just because delicious drama is always fun.
I was off work for an entire year, so have no idea when this all went down, but I will tell you that Tanqueray is one vapid, squirrely individual who was acting weird about this Rick-o before I even left. Rick-o is a guy version of her, only in that he's promiscuous. Other than that, I think he's an easy going decent enough guy with no obvious personality dysfunctions. Before I left, they were screwing around together. I thought badly of him for getting involved with her, -thought he was an idiot- but it wasn't enough to keep me from getting along with him. I would say nice things to him to encourage him because that's the kind of person I am, always encouraging people and trying to make a happy environment around me. Whenever I'd say something to him, Tanqueray would get all possessive and start acting wild, and I'm talking like crazypants wild. For example, one day she went around going "WHOOOOT!!" all day, talking excitedly, as if we were at a party, even though we were just at work.
When I got back after a year and found out she was gone, most everyone I asked acted extremely uncomfortable and hesitant to talk about it. Two women I asked pretended like they didn't know (they knew; everyone knows everything about everybody in that viper's nest). One guy said she had a meltdown because she didn't get what she wanted. Another guy told me that she was getting jealous because Rick-o was paying attention to other women, and she was wanting more out of their relationship.
Finally, yesterday, this guy brought up how they've had to change the codes on the doors several times when crazy people come and go. He rattled off a bunch of names, and 'Tanqueray' was in there. I asked what she did to make them see her as a risk. That's when I heard two conflicting stories when the guy I buy sides of beef from chimed in. The first guy said that she was basically forced to quit because she had a huge meltdown (inspired by this childish, highschool mentality relationship drama with Rick-o) and threatened somebody. She was going around saying, "I'M GOING TO GET THAT PERSON! I'M GOING TO GET EVEN!!" After that, someone is just done because they have a zero tolerance policy for threats and violence. They would have gone after her job if she didn't quit. The second guy told me that she was goaded into quitting because the supervisor knew what to say to push her buttons. I tend to think that guy was on her side only because most people side against the supervisors.
I don't know if she threatened the supervisor, Rick-o, or some women who flirted with Rick-o, but either way, it's a damn stupid reason to quit your good paying job just before getting your own route. I've had so many soul-damaging major problems in my life that I totally don't know what it's like to have trivial problems, but you'd think that having a crush on a guy who won't return the affection could be easily solved by taking a few days off work and doing something to keep your mind off of it.
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December 3rd, 2013
After taking a year off to take care of the twins, I went back to work on October 19th. What did I find out? Yolanda and Tanqueray both quit! I felt like it was my birthday and Christmas on the same day! I should have waited until I had all the facts before I posted this, but I had an incident that made me think of it again, then got super happy.
Yolanda quit because of her health. After a lifetime of unhealthy lifestyle choices, her knees finally gave out to the point where she couldn't perform her daily duties, thus was forced into retirement. She tried getting her route cut down to a J (day off every other week; less boxes) but she couldn't even find the extra time to do small things, like keep her labels up to date. I predict that she will eventually drop dead and have a funeral similar to the mother in What's Eating Gilbert Grape. Good riddance.
Now, Tanqueray was where I didn't have all the facts. At first my work buddy told me that she quit because she got a new job, but she didn't tell anybody where this was to 'protect her privacy'. I was like, "Riiiiiight...remember that she's a compulsive liar and the truth will out eventually." Then another guy said she quit because she had 'issues', yet he didn't say what they were and kind of looked to the side like he didn't want to talk about it. I didn't push it because I don't know him well, and want to stay on good terms because he's my sub. Then a week ago, someone brought up that stupid 'Kellybelly Kellybelly' thing she used to do and I came out and unsubtly said, "Say, why did Tanqueray quit? -And tell me the dramalicious version, not the boring version about 'issues' and all that." That's when someone told me she had a crazypants meltdown because she didn't get what she wanted. I should have asked what that was, but I was in a hurry just going out the door, and nobody was in a hurry to elaborate. I'll get it from them. The truth always outs. That's when I'll do an ETA on this post.
What's crazy is that our post office just made four people regular after a several year long hiring freeze, and Tanqueray was number three in line. Only a fucking god damn moron would quit their job in that position. I can only imagine she did it out of some insane compulsion. People like her are losers for a reason. Her whole life has been one bad choice after another.
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Current Music: selena gomez- slow down the song
December 2nd, 2011
How I Was Bullied At Work: Part II
Oh whoopsy! I forgot to take the FB link before I made this public. Now I'm sure every psycho has seen my pics. *waves* :-P
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When I got pregnant with Gretchen, I didn't tell anybody. Only the supervisors knew what was going on with me, and I was cool with them. It took three or four months for me to start showing enough for people to guess. That's when Yolanda and Tanquerey had to finally shut their mouths about it for good.
I think I handled it well. I stood up for myself without having to be a victim and file a harassment claim. Even better is how my case is positioned far enough away from both of them, as Tanquerey is on a form 50 route far away until they dismantle and absorb her vacant route after the holidays, Then when she's stuck bouncing around again, she'll still be far enough away because they moved the cases again while I was on maternity leave, and I'm across from a bunch of Frankfort Square routes she doesn't do. Both Yolanda and Tanquerey make a point of talking to one another every day, even though their cases are far apart, because birds of a feather and all.. I'll still talk to Yolanda (if I have to) about work related things because she didn't invade my home life in the middle of the night.
It took me a couple of sessions to write this entry because it's difficult to find time with Gretchen. I also have a lot of things to do, like put up Christmas decorations, plant 12 trees I have heeled in on the side of the house and finish my stone walkway from the house to the garage. The outdoor activities might have to wait for spring, as any warm weather in the winter finds either the ground too soggy or the atmosphere too windy to get any work done. When the weather gets extra cold I'll then find extra time to get back into this, for sure.
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Current Music: Queen- Liar
August 27th, 2011
How I Was Bullied At Work....
....and the life lessons I learned from it.
Before I start, let me share with you a quote from Who's Looking Out For You?
by Bill O'Reilly. In Chapter Two: It's My Party, he writes, "Okay, time then to bust another myth, the one about 'bad companions'. You know, the people your parents told you to stay away from. Well, you don't have to stay away from them, because if you are a decent person, they'll stay away from you
. Nobody doing bad things wants you around unless you are in sync with their destructive agenda. Walk into any bar and order a Dr. Pepper, the booze hounds will mock you. You're not welcome at a methamphetamine party if you won't indulge, and you're not welcome at an ENRON executive meeting if you're not willing to rob other people blind. Corrupt people seek each other out, so if you are hanging around with Tony Soprano, you are already
Unfortunately, -although most of my coworkers are decent people I get along with fine- I work with a few not-so decent people. Sometimes I have gotten into situations where I've been stuck with them for long periods of time against my will. These people will usually patronize me and stereotype me as being 'quiet' based on their narrow-minded world view. Quiet, by the way, has little to do with my outgoingness and social skills. Translated from dirtbag, 'quiet' means: "She is a Christian conservative who doesn't say the f-word every other sentence to be edgy and cool. She doesn't crap on about wild parties she goes to on the weekends and she doesn't brag about how much dope she smoked during her glory days of highschool. Lets see how much bullcrap I can force her to endure.".
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Anyway, that's all for now. I got inspired to write this after refusing to go to a baby shower organized by one of the people I'm writing about. A friend from work didn't have a clue what was going on, so I'm keeping this record in case I want to share one day. I could maybe cut and paste in Facebook. Until next time, when I bring Tanqueray into the story and describe how a bad situation can get much worse..
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December 11th, 2008
Flounces, Tantrums and Slimey Confessions
UPDATE: THERE ARE SEVERAL LJ ACCOUNTS IMPERSONATING ME. IF YOU SEE ONE, PLEASE GIVE ME A LINK SO I CAN REPORT IT, OR YOU CAN REPORT IT YOURSELF HERE (CHECK SUSPECTED BOT ACCOUNT BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT THEY ARE).
When I started playing on the internet a few years back, I had one goal in mind, to show off my artwork. It's not that I thought I had anything worth saying or that my work was all that great. Nope. I just had a child-like desire to have people looking at my pictures. Little did I know that the days would pass and I'd find real love and make hesitant friendships. I'd be pushed into selling myself as an unlikable internet personality, just so I could get a spike in my pageviews, here and there. If you are reading this and aren't on my friends list, you can either piss off of go take a peek at SPARKLY KHARMII'S DEVIANTART PAGE OF SPARKLENESS.
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Current Music: Cold Chisel- Flame Trees
, danger color
, i'm mad!
January 11th, 2008
Reference For A Drawing
This entry will be an essay exploring the two extreme and opposite faces of evil and how I believe they will work together to cause the de-evolution of modern society (if the damage hasn't already been done). Interestingly enough, one of the faces always claims to be progressive. I've probably brought up many of these points in the past, but will reiterate because I want to attach this to a future work of art. Also, if anyone irritates me on a forum, I will send them this link to torment them. Perhaps I can someday cause someone out there in internet land to toss and turn at night, their happy dreamland disturbed by accountability in the form of a tangible monster. DISCLAIMER: This is likely to be offensive on so many levels.
First, I will talk about how my day went at work on Wednesday. The fat broad across from me gets every Monday off. Her sub is really awesome and gets her route done faster than fatty, so of course she has it in for her. Tuesday, she called off and the supervisors put a sub on her route who is known to do the bare minimum of work and nothing extra, while the awesome sub will go above and beyond. When Fat Lady came in today, she had piles of mail left over from the day before, yet managed to say something negative about the good sub and nothing about the bad, even though the good sub cleaned up her mail on Monday. Then she proceeded to describe how she had been up since 4AM the previous day throwing up because of getting a bad reaction from her medication. I believe she is pushing for some kind of disability to jump on so she can get paid early retirement.
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Whew! That was a long one and I may have to edit it and add a few things! It took me three days to write because I haven't had much free time lately because of other interests. That's okay. This is one of those things I should have made an outline to organize my thoughts before writing. When I was halfway through and went to chorus practice on Wednesday, I was so mentally tired that I probably wouldn't have been able to write much of anything coherent anyway. From now on..OUTLINE=IMPORTANT. Now, I just have to work on the accompanying drawing. It will be very surreal and have a story all its own, but I'll still attach this because I'm a dickens like that. Also, I have a few other ideas for drawings and a short story in progress. The ball is finally rolling on Kharmii's Spartan Family.
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