Tried to get lower price....

But free was as low as he would go. He even loaded it for me. He got it 4-5 years ago and it's been sitting. He was happy to pass it on.

Well sometimes you have to bite the bullet and just pay what they are asking, no dickering!

Ha.

Paul

At least it went to a good home.

You will use it more than you realize. I use mine all the time.

Where do you get those deals.

Went one time to purchase a used car from a gentleman. I've never been, still not a wheeler dealer/ haggler. But this time I decided, I'm gonna haggle, I'm gonna weasel a lower price. So I look the car over and say, "Whattcha gotta have for it?" He shakes his head and gives me a price well under my previously thought out price. I'll take it. I'm still not a haggler or wheeler dealer. lol gobble

For every good deal I get I miss 100 of em. Lol.

I'm not a bargainer either. Just give me your price and I'll either pay it or not. It is very rare I'll offer less, but I do walk away a lot.

(quoted from post at 12:01:00 06/14/17) I'm not a bargainer either. Just give me your price and I'll either pay it or not. It is very rare I'll offer less, but I do walk away a lot.

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Same here. If someone wants to waste my time, I won't be back next time they have something for sale.

That said, lots of folks (both buyers AND sellers) thoroughly enjoy the haggling process. What gets me is, there are folks who won't pay retail in a retail store! I mean, really? I find it different buying something used vs new. Sometimes I think we're turning into Mexico.

That reminds me, a local auctioneer trying to get a bid, sometimes free isn't cheap enough apparently, he'd say "I'll pay you" .. and he'd give a someone a dollar for taking something... cheap entertainment.

Last 2 tractors we bought just paid em asking price. Didn't haggle a bit. The look of shock was worth it. Lol. Of course we had been looking and knew a good price when we saw it.

Was at an auction one time, things were going VERY SLOW. Lots of "miscellaneous" (loose translation- junk). I was getting tired of standing, so when he held up a lawn chair, I bid a buck and got it. I handed him my dollar, he handed me the chair, and I sat down in it. All went well until the coffee kicked in, and I had to use the facilities. Came back, and The World's Oldest Man was sitting in my chair. All the guys standing around had kind of a half smile on their faces, wondering what I would do. I did the only logical thing- just stood behind "my" chair, and didn't say a thing. Eventually, World's Oldest Man vacated (presumably to return to The Home in time for dinner), and I reclaimed my chair, with murmurs of approval from those there assembled.

That auction was in Silver Lake, Oregon- probably as quiet an area as you would ever find. I booked into the only "motel" in town the afternoon before the auction- 8 X 8 room, unpainted plywood walls, army cot bed, TV on a folding chair, only got PBS, and it was snowy. Bought a 6 pack and a cigar at the gas station/store that was part of the motel- had to teach the two elderly sisters how the magnetic swipe worked on my credit card so I could complete my purchase (one commented- "Good thing a flatlander came along- we might never have figured this thing out"). Put the TV on the floor, took the folding chair out onto the porch overlooking the main street to enjoy my cigar and libation.

Horse in the pen across the highway came wandering over to the street side of the pen when he saw me. I don't think he realized what valuable commercial real estate he was occupying. Having little else to do, I moseyed on over to introduce myself. He was very friendly, and especially liked it when I pulled some cheat grass from along the highway and fed it to him. His owner came out, and announced that the horse was the unofficial Silver Lake Tourism Bureau- he never tired of greeting new folks to town. I suspect the prospect of treats overrode his actual sense of civic pride.

I had my dinner that night at the cafe- there was a rack of books for customers to read, and I selected The History of Fort Rock, Oregon. I had always heard that my grandparents had homesteaded in Fort Rock in 1917, and lo and behold, there was a page devoted to them in the book. They were in an area called Loma Vista, and grandad had built a post office there after Grandma had been appointed post mistress. It was a pretty nice building, and after everyone bailed out of Loma Vista after 3 straight crop failures, they moved the post office to the town of Fort Rock and it became part of the community center. I did go and see it, and it was definitely the nicer half of the building. Grandparents never really planned on staying there- they took up the homestead in Grandma's name because Grandpa was a German immigrant who had never proved up on American citizenship, and in 1917, that was kind of an unhealthy situation. They were actually "hiding in plain sight."

I had some good times in my tractor jockeying days, and this may have been one of the best. Like walking into a time warp.

That is me, If price is right I buy, if not I walk.

Jon , I almost always have to dicker a bit . It is like mud wrestling with a pig , you just know the pig likes it , so give him a tussle. Bruce

Usually when I go to buy a piece of equipment or tractor and I think they are too high on there asking price I will ask what is your bottom dollar, some times it is lower than I was willing to pay, if higher than my price I will make them a cash offer with the cash in hand. Have found that most of the times cash speaks pretty loud and they agree to my price.

Very good story coshoo!

SIL comes from a place where haggleing is the norm. He is also a likeable
guy, you cannot believe how much less he pays for stuff even in a large
retail store.

Well my way of thinkin is ifin ye can't haggle overit taint't worth your time. Wink. Good find.

Good buy on that one. 5 footer?

Yep. Couldn't beat it. Lol didn't
need it. But........

We're not "turning into" anything. This once was a great nation of hagglers. Somewhere along the line we lost our way and turned into a bunch of retail-paying sheep.

That is as hard as having a tooth pulled, just does not happen, just ask what is your best price, either walk away or pay.

Great story. When traveling you often get to see and experience stuff others just don't get to do.