On the way back from a chiropractic appointment, I spyed a yard sale.

Didn't see what I've been searching for, but thought I'd ask: "You wouldn't by any chance have a peppergrinder?"

The guy smiled a broad smile and ran inside to bring it out. He apologised for it just being a little plastic deal, but I said "hey, as long as it grinds, I don't care how it looks!" Now really, I didn't mean that to sound...Suggestive? But it got another smile, what a flirt! Well, he got my name, but not my number and for two bucks I went home with not only the ability to grind pepper, but a very nice Le Creuset fry pan.

Whoohoo!