Not a bad thought, but I’m either too smart or too stupid to fool myself like that. I’m not sure which.

Every time I think about buying something used, I remember the time I had bed bugs (not from buying used stuff; a neighbour was infested) and I drop the idea immediately. My brain doesn’t care that I’ve never seen a bed bug in a thrift store, I just won’t take the risk. Can’t take the risk. Too traumatised.