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Seller's Remorse

Plecostomus

Plecostomus

Commodore
I sold my little yellow lathe today. And I feel absolutely horrible.

Recently I graduated from working out of my living room to an actual basement workshop with a full-size mill and lathe.

The mill is a 30 year old Bridgeport J-head with digital readouts, full set of collets, big-ass kurt vice and about a zillion cutters and attachments.

The lathe is a war-vet Monarch from 1940 that's in better condition than some "modern" machines. It's got a collet closer, 3, 4 and six jaw chucks, quick change and rocker toolposts, big-ass drill chuck and power glide on all movements.. Did I mention it comes with an isofuckton of tooling and attachments?

It's by and far a much better machine than the wee yellow one. It has more power, more features, far more accurate and it's not OMG FUCKING YELLOW!!!1!"

Yet I feel terrible selling the little one.

It was clunky, very innacurate, had no readouts, no power-glide, and to change speeds you had to manually unscrew gears and replace them by hand.

By all accounts it was a piece of shit.

Yet when I carried it out to the truck for the fellow I sold it to it felt like I was kicking a puppy or selling a friend to Boghorian Slave Runners (don't ask move along now good day).

So, anyone else sell something and suffer seperation anxiety like this? Share your stories.
 
^:lol: How good are you at Quarters?

No, on the few occasions I've sold something, I've felt pretty good about it. Usually, if it's something I no longer need, I just give it to a friend or family member--or it goes to Goodwill or Purple Heart.

I don't like clutter---it feels like unfinished business. Chucking it out usually makes me feel pretty good.

I didn't used to be this way. When I was young, I liked having my stuff (re: CRAP) around me; I think it's something to do with emotional insecurity. Now I just want it GONE. But I'm an old fart now and I don't need any more crap in my life, so out it goes.
 
I can't remember the last time I sold something. If it is in good condition, I give it to a charity shop. If it's on it's last legs or unusable in some way, it belongs in a trash can. If I'm unsure, I usually put it on the doorstep with a "help yourself" sign, and it's gone by the time I check the door again. One man's rubbish and all that... I guess I never owned a valuable enough item to regret selling, like a much loved car or home or something... that would feel awful I imagine. Part of the beauty of not having much, is that the things you own, don't own you.
 
Over the course of several month I sold my Coles and Woolworths swapcards that I had collected as a child. This playing card szed cards were sold at two two chains of Australian stores in the 1950-60s.

I owned about 300 cards and I sold them for a total of about $180. I sold my sister's colelction for about the same amount of money.

I do regret selling some of the cards especially my favourite cat and wild animals cards.

I used the money to help me move to my new house and the teh things I needed (i.e new curtains, computer desk, lawn mower).
 
Back in college, I "sold" my passed-out then-girlfriend at a party to three frat guys for a half-full bottle of Jack Daniels.

I would have used the verb "rented", but that would imply that I was going to get her back afterwards, in maybe a little less than mint condition, but...
 
This is one reason I never sell anything or throw anything away if I can help it. I have a tendency to anthropomorphize.....
 
I had to have my lovely little panda car ~ Marmite taken away last year. He was going to cost too much to get repaired and I didn't need a car at the time. He'd been a valued steed for 4 years and only cost £300. I cried when they took him away.
I have another car now ~ I feel like I'm being unfaithful, especially when I think evil thoughts such as 'hmm Murphy goes must faster than Marmite' Curse my disloyal heart :(
 
My new JET lathe runs better and is more accurate than the old yellow one, but I miss the old yellow one because that was the first "real" factory machine I've ever owned.
 
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