Having already sold my boat, this week I listed the beater 1988 pickup I used exactly once a year, to tow the boat. This, unfortunately, meant wading back into the waters of Craigslist.
I really, truly hate these people.
I could list a $1500 gold bar for $10, and I'd get dozens of questions about how I arrived at that price. I'd get a pile of questions about the bar's chemical composition and ancient origins. (Them: Do you think it's South African? Me: I think it's 10 bucks, is what I think.) I'd get 82 emails in all caps proclaiming "I HAVE FIVE BUCKS CASH RIGHT NOW! I REALLY WANT IT! WILL YOU WERK WITH ME?" And there would be at least two offers of trading it for a used bar of soap.
I sold my truck to a man whose response annoyed me the least. The man who annoyed me most sent his lowball offer several times. The last:
"REALLY!!! I can come out and pay cash tonight or tomorrow!!!! I have $500.00 right now!!! Im not a craigslist flake!!!! Im desperate!!!"The purchaser was the only person who did not tell me to call him (my preference for email was explicit). It was a no-brainer, really.
He came. He saw. He bought within 10 minutes. And then he stayed for an excruciating hour, maybe three, telling me stories about his job, his relative who just died lonely because he selfishly had no kids, and of course, his kids. I would have given him more than the value of the truck just to shut up and leave. Maybe that's a negotiating tactic.