Fun with barter, or, how Joan could get a goat
One of my favorite things to do with my husband, Chris, is send funny Craigslist postings back and forth.
Well, he got me the best one on Saturday night.
“I am looking to get a dairy goat. Will perform weeks/months worth of farm work or math tutoring in exchange. I am an experienced tutor and work as a professional mathematician.”
The scary part? He thought maybe it was me! (I was half-seriously considering goat ownership last summer to take care of my crazy-long lawn.)
It was not my post, but I wish it had been. That’s an awesome idea. I’m a big fan of barter, and an even bigger fan of unusual barter combinations. (There was also one on Craigslist in which someone would trade homemade pet beds for a tattoo… also not me. Sorry. But if you have a goat and a tattoo for me, I might be willing to trade you for all the scrapple you can eat…)