Holy crap!
Hot damn!!!
Two of my "Why do I still have this?/I thought I sold this/No one will pay much for it but I'll take the 50¢ the used store will give me for it" CDs sold for, *gulp,* a lot more money that I imagined they would. I mean, a lot more money. I knew some of them might garner more than 50¢, and they did. (The Birdy soundtrack netted a nice little profit, as did Messiah, but both were well within my expectations.) But some of the others, I mean, they're not worth much, not selling for much...I knew the approximate values, and I knew what they are garnering on flEaBay and Amazon, but apparently here in the greater Chicago metropolitan area these CDs are rare finds.
Yay.
But.
Oh crap.
*I owe Bono a pubic apology.*
Ahem.
(nervously tugging at shirt collar, hanging head, humbly biting lip)
*Sorry Bono.*
Trillliannnnn...apologize properly or don't apologize at all.
I mean, Sorry Bono.
No, I don't live in the Third World, and therefore I am unworthy of your magnificence of benevolence, but...
Trillliannnnn...apologize properly or don't apologize at all.
I mean, thank you, Mr. Bono, sir, for netting me some much needed cash.
Trillliannnnn...is there something else you'd like to say to nice Mr. Bono?
Oh c'mon, do I have to?
Trillliannnnn...the nice man has netted you some surprise cash...
*I'll try really hard to remember this nice little windfall when your circus comes to town this summer...*
Trilllian!
*sorry*
I'll do my best to refrain from snark when your tour arrives in Chicago in July. I hope your back is feeling better. May your Jumbotron always be big enough to hold your ego.
Trillian!
Oh come on, that thing is huge. It has to travel in its own semi-truck. The amount of electricity it uses could power the entire Third World. For a year.
Go pay your phone bill with the money nice Mr. Bono netted you at the used record store.
Labels: selling CDs, U2, Unemployment
