Two people joke about buying houses from the Sears catalog, then one describes childhood abuse and being "put on display" for sale. Dark humor meets family trauma in a conversation about what shaped them.
Are you in the deal room?
Back to mail order.
Yeah, I totally remember in northern Canada, like, Sears Catalog.
Sears had a catalog as big as a tote bag like that.
Yeah. And you could literally buy a house from it.
You could buy kids. You could buy kids from it.
My aunt and uncle bought a house from Sears. You could buy kids from it.
Like my— I remember, like, the mental abuse that my parents and grandparents gave me was that, well, We'll sell you at Sears. Like, they could take you to Sears and put you on display and sell you, right? I had an uncle that worked there and he would literally allow my parents to, like, be like, put them over there, main center. Don't cry. People won't buy you. Wow.
Could you imagine today? You guys think you had child abuse? Not even close. We can show you child abuse.
So anyway, Sears catalog came out.
That's why we're all so messed up every year.
