About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Blue Moon Estate Sales warehouse with a truckload of boxes. As he unloaded, he noticed something strange: an old, dusty mirror seemed to follow him with its reflection, no matter where he stood. Curious, he picked it up and saw his reflection smiling back warmly. From that day on, whenever anyone needed help finding their perfect home or furniture, they’d see the same friendly smile in the Blue Moon mirrors—even if nobody was actually there. The delivery driver became a regular customer himself, always stopping by for a quick chat before heading out.
2. One day, while perusing through old vinyl records at Blue Moon Estate Sales, a regular noticed something unusual—an eerie humming sound seemed to follow him around the store. As he approached the vintage clocks section, the hum grew louder and more insistent. Suddenly, an ancient grandfather clock started chiming in perfect harmony with the noise. The man looked around, confused, until he realized it was coming from his own stomach—obviously hungry after wandering around for hours. With a smile, he left the store, satisfied both spiritually and gastronomically.
3. In an ordinary afternoon, a neighbor stopped by the Blue Moon Estate Sales parking lot. Among the usual assortment of vintage cars, they spotted something peculiar—a rusty old bicycle with no visible owner's tag. Curious, the neighbor picked it up and rode off, only to discover that every time they pedaled past the same street corner, their favorite song started playing on random radios around town. Finally, after weeks of mystery, our curious neighbor realized that each time they passed a certain bakery, everyone inside was humming the exact same tune. Turned out, it was just an eccentric delivery driver who loved to sing along while cycling through town. The moral? Sometimes, the most unusual things turn out to be someone’s joyful hobby.
4. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Blue Moon Estate Sales warehouse. Over the intercom came a voice no one recognized: ‘Attention, everyone—we’ve found a time machine in Lot B. Please bring any clocks or watches you might have.’ Everyone rushed over, and sure enough—a rusty old contraption sat in Lot B. The delivery driver looked at his watch and said, 'Hmm, I’d better get back to work.' A few minutes later, he returned with an old pocket watch and declared, 'I’ll be right back!' He never came back, but everyone agreed it was probably for another estate sale.