While paying for my storage unit, she said, “Would you like to join our bidder’s sale?”
Not sure what I heard, I ask, “What?”
She says, “Would you like to join the auction of things from a unit that wasn’t paid for?”
Having some notion that this is stuff belonging to someone that may simply be down and out, and having had a lot of my own family history lost to just such an auction of a family member’s belongings, I say with a frown, “No.”
She says, “Okay.”
On the way out the door, one of the people participating in the auction says to me with a grin, “It’s a sport.”