By Fred Vogel
I’m not someone who drives around the block buying other people’s stuff. I mean, if you don’t want it anymore, why should I? Why would I want to wear your sweat-stained golf shirts or run on your rundown treadmill? Call me skeptical, but I prefer my things right out of the box or directly off the showroom floor. It’s not as though I can afford to buy new things all the time, but it’s better than getting something used and having it give out on me within a few months—like an old treadmill, a used car, or a damaged girlfriend.
In one way or another we are all damaged goods, distilled palatable.
As always, you hit it out of the park!