“Don’t put that in front of the dumpster. Put in in front of 97.”
August 30th, 2004When are these words appropriate? I will tell you when they are appropriate. When someone is moving a circa 1950’s Coca Cola vending machine out to the dumpster! He claims that it still works, but that the power cord needs replaced, due to some fraying. Of course, it needs cleaned and touched up, but you know, I thought I would just take it and see how much it was worth. He said that he bought it for like $50 about 8 years ago. So this morning I called someone who sells refurbished vintage vending machines and they told me that they sell theirs for… hold your breath… (I am still swooning from the phone call)… $8,000 freaking dollars! A beautiful out-of-debt $8,000!!!!! And I think that I got it because of karma, but I will tell that part of the story in a minute.
So you might be asking yourself why you can’t see this precious item on Ebay yet. Well. Here is the dilemma. Winemonkey used to collect old Coke paraphernalia. When he moved out of his mother’s house (when he was 18 or 19) she made him take ALL of his stuff with him. Baby books, clothes, old record collections, Coke collections. Then his house burnt down. All that he had left is one badly charred baby book, which he covets and keeps as well protected as possible now. And here I am, with this vending machine that is worth up to $8,000. Keeps drinks cold. Holds the bottles of Coke and long neck Coronas as well, from what the guy who gave it to me said. And my little winemonkey used to collect it. So I told him that I had a HUGE surprise for him at my house, but I wouldn’t tell him what it was. I thought I would only be able to sell it for about $500 dollars and that it would make a great present to him. Now I am faced with this huge decision to sell it and make bank - (You know, pay off my car, start saving for a wedding, rid myself of a couple of credit cards) – Or give it to my boyfriend. The more I think about it, I bet he would want me to sell it. He knows how much I worry about money. It would be so nice to only have to worry about student loans whenever I am out of graduate school and not a million other kinds of debt. I will let you know how it turns out!
I think the good karma came from helping my friend Suzie at her garage sale. I was wheeling and dealing, moving furniture, and providing entertainment when no one was there shopping. We made $300 for her move back South. Good times. Fun times. Plus, I am generally always a nice person.
