My wife and I have been looking around for some cushions for our sofa. Yesterday, we happen to walk by “Shop Super Snooty Swanky” and decided to go in and see what we could find. The place was indeed full of attractive furniture and fittings, like something out of a top end design magazine, but the prices were quite astronomical and somewhat skewed in my opinion.
For example, there was this fantastic brass spotlight on an ornate an polished brass stand – the kind of toy you might see in the garden of a Hollywood mansion and used to throw light on Hollywood luminaries as they party the night away. What might be the price of this work of art? It only had a mere USD 2,500 price tag. Yet next we saw a single rather gaudy wooden chair which cost USD 3,000. Hmmmm. Don’t understand this.
Anyway, we were walking around when suddenly this rather refined woman let out a loud squeal. We turned around in surprise and saw this woman waving a cushion around and doing a little happy dance. With a strong British aristocratic accent (only she wasn’t even British), she explained, “I just found this wonderful cushion. It’s filled with duck down feathers and at only USD 200, it’s a steal. I can’t believe that yesterday at ‘Shop Not So Glam’, I almost settled for some cushions which cost USD 40. Thank goodness I didn’t buy any cause for just five times that price, I can now have a duck down feather cushion. Yay!”
We congratulated the excited woman on her success and then quickly set off to go to “Shop Not So Glam”; all the time thanking her quietly for giving us a tip as to where to get our cushions. When we got there, we found that they were even having a sale and we finally went home with armfuls of cushions which cost us USD 10 each. Just imagine, we could have bought 20 cushions for the same price as that one duck down feather cushion, although I would not know what to do with 20 cushions.
A case of one woman’s discards is another squirrel’s treasure?