Goodwill is like a thrift shop crossed with a time machine and sprinkled with just enough mystery to keep you guessing. One moment you’re rifling through 2003-era office chairs, the next you’re holding a ceramic clown head labeled “kitchenware” and wondering if it’s cursed. It’s the only place where you can walk in for a pair of jeans and leave with a bowling trophy, an unopened VHS copy of Space Jam, and mild emotional confusion. It’s retail roulette—except instead of winning money, you win a George Foreman grill from 1999 and an existential crisis.

The beauty of Goodwill is that everything has a backstory… even if you really, really don’t want to know it. That gently used couch? Probably saw more drama than an entire season of The Bachelor. That collection of novelty mugs? They’ve witnessed at least five passive-aggressive workplace coffee thefts. But there’s a treasure-hunting thrill to it—part archaeology dig, part garage sale hosted by your eccentric aunt. You may not always find what you want, but you’ll definitely find something you can awkwardly justify buying.