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01-16-2009 03:25 PM |
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Originally Posted by bgadow
(Post 2412997)
I feel sorry for the fellow I'm helping with the TV shop...he has a whole store full of sets that age; he even has a used entertainment center something like that! In his case he will throw it in if you buy the used 32" RCA sitting on it. He's trying to get $130 each for some 90s Zenith consoles. Tough, tough sell.
Some folks have not been in a WallyWorld lately.
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In his mind, he's thinking about all of the hard work and monetary investment that's been put into his business over the years. He probably can't see giving that stuff away, selling it reasonable, or dumping it because, to him, that would be like flushing the past 50 years down the toilet.
About 15 years ago, I went to an ex-TV and radio repairman's house to see about buying some stuff. His shop was in the backyard and pretty much looked like it did in '68 when he gave it up. His wife showed me to the shop and told me to take whatever I wanted, free of charge. I told her that I appreciated the offer but maybe we should talk to her husband first. She told me he had not used this stuff in 25 years and she wasn't worried about what he thought, it needs to go to someone who can use it. About that time, the old man come hobbling in on his walker and asked his wife what in the hell she thought she was doing in his shop. She said "I'm giving this young man this stuff that you'll never use". He said "Oh no hell you're not, I've got money in this stuff and I'm not giving it away." She tried to reason with him but he was having no part of it. All he was thinking about was how much money he had in the stuff, despite the fact that he hadn't used it in decades. He wanted something like $60 for an old Eico 460 'scope that I feel sure didn't work. I tried to buy a small stack of dirty Sams Photofacts for $10 and he almost ordered me off the property. There was a nice (at one time) high end Atwater Kent console from the '30's that I tried to buy and he wouldn't even talk to me about selling it. "Oh, that's not for sale. I'm fixing that for my Grandkids". His wife looked at me like "yeah, right". The roof just happened to be leaking above where the radio sat; so, everytime it rained, the cabinet went a little more downhill. The old man passed away 2 or 3 years later and his widow put most everything out on the street. Of course, I found out too late (as usual). I went back over there to see if anything was left and got a couple of junky 5 tube AC/DC radios that she'd forgot to throw out. She didn't even remember me.
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