Cedar Rapids - Buy Sell Trade 2

But today, the notification was a price drop. The "firm" $400 had withered to $150. In the world of local Facebook groups, this was the dinner bell for sharks.

Barb was waiting in the garage. She looked exactly like her cat. "You're the one who messaged first?" cedar rapids buy sell trade 2

He opened the app one last time, not to buy, but to fulfill the sacred ritual. He found his original comment on Barb’s post and typed the two most satisfying words in the English language: But today, the notification was a price drop

Elias felt his heart sink. But then, Barb smiled—a rare, thin line. "But she didn't ask if it was still available every three days for two weeks. Consistency counts for something in this town." Barb was waiting in the garage

Elias typed with the speed of a caffeinated squirrel. “I can be there in twenty minutes with a truck and cash.”

For three weeks, Elias had been locked in a silent standoff over a mid-century modern credenza. The seller, a woman named Barb from Marion, knew what she had. Elias, a man with a tiny apartment and an even tinier budget, knew what he wanted.

"The other lady offered $175 just now," Barb said, checking her own phone.