I was checking up on a bunch of things tucked away in our storage spaces. Even in proper storage, you can’t be sure if they’d hold up no thanks to the heat and humidity.
Somewhere underneath old boxes, I chanced upon the kid’s foldable stroller. We were meaning to actually dispose of it sooner but the pandemic happened and we just lost track of it somehow.
Fortunately, upon checking, it was still in very good condition. The movement was still smooth and the locks still solid. And, unlike baby car seats, strollers don’t have expiration dates.
We only used it a few times, though we got to put it through the wringer when we went to Japan. It was my personal best friend since I got to ferry the kid around during the long walks. It retracted to a very compact state which was very handy during train rides.
Still, it was in tip-top shape. It still had the complete packaging. Pwedeng-pwede sa maselan.
Anyway, since the kid has definitely outgrown any use for it, I decided to declutter and just sell it. Not even 30 minutes passed after posting it on Marketplace, when I got about 10 people inquiring about it.
Trying to be fair as a seller, I entertained queries at a first come, first served basis. It didn’t take long for someone to agree to the price, shipping, and payment method. The person even said that they’d be using it in a trip to Bicol tomorrow, hence the urgency. The package was picked up and I thought that was that.
I closed down the listing and notified all the other interested buyers that the item’s been sold.
Then, not even half an hour passed, several of them suddenly chatted me up, telling me that the person I sold it to just reposted the stroller online, only at twice my price. All of them expressed their disappointed.
I was pissed. And it wasn’t because of the chance that I could’ve sold it at a higher price. As with most of my decluttering sales, I don’t really care much about the price. Often, my view is that whoever buys it is actually doing me a favor by ridding my house of another “tambak.”
We actually bought the stroller on sale, so considering depreciation, I’d say that my price was fair value.
The asshole who’s reselling it even had the gall to reuse my own pictures in his listing. I expressed my displeasure at how disingenuous he was. Obviously, the “Bicol trip” was also just a lie. But as with these unscrupulous creatures, further communication is moot.
I can’t help but share the other potential buyers’ disappointment. They all wanted the stroller for their kids’ use. Not only did they miss out on a good value item, the only other choice they now have is the scalped and overpriced listing.
It would’ve just been nice if the stroller that gave me great utility (and some sentimental value) brought some other parent joy.
I swear that the next time I sell something from our personal stash, I’m only selling to those who’ll use it for their own care or enjoyment.
No to vultures. Who deserve crotch rot.