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·Here is a interesting event about a clock collector and antique dealer.
One of my friends is into clocks. One weekend I ran into him at a local Flea Market. I always enjoyed meeting him at the market. He would turn me on to watches and I would point out clocks. It was a very big Flea market and one had to be very fast to find the real good finds. I would go one way he would go the other. We would meet up along the way and compare notes.
One weekend my friend and I ran into a few guys from the inner city that had a few very nice antique items and a few antique clocks. My friend purchased the lot of clocks for a few thousand dollars and that was pennies on the dollar for these clocks.
After I helped him load up his clocks. We went back though the flea market. We ran into the sellers of the clocks and they mentioned some of the clocks they had at home. My friend was bedazzled with the story about the clocks. Again pennies on the dollar for these clocks.
The sellers made an appointment with my friend to meet them in a very bad neighborhood in the hood. Probably the worst part of Detroit. I was listening to the conversation. My friend was going to meet these guys through the week on a week day.
As listened to the meet arrangement it was on a very bad street, a two story flat type home the top floor entrance was around to the back of the house. After he set the meet I asked him are you NUTS or STUPID Do not go meet these guys. Tell them to bring the clocks to the flea market next week.
Since the clocks were priced at pennies on the dollar my friend went to meet the sellers and had many thousand dollars with him. My best guess is over ten thousand. You guessed it the guy was mugged. The next week I seen my friend at the Flea market looking for those sellers.
I had to laugh at him for being so STUPID. I really didn't laugh but I had a big grin on my face when I called him STUPID. But greed is greed and a very powerful motive to get involed in a sitsuation like that. He never shared the story with anyone else and asked me to keep it under my hat. I agreed and never told anyone.I just shared the story with a few friends and kept his name out of it.
One of my friends is into clocks. One weekend I ran into him at a local Flea Market. I always enjoyed meeting him at the market. He would turn me on to watches and I would point out clocks. It was a very big Flea market and one had to be very fast to find the real good finds. I would go one way he would go the other. We would meet up along the way and compare notes.
One weekend my friend and I ran into a few guys from the inner city that had a few very nice antique items and a few antique clocks. My friend purchased the lot of clocks for a few thousand dollars and that was pennies on the dollar for these clocks.
After I helped him load up his clocks. We went back though the flea market. We ran into the sellers of the clocks and they mentioned some of the clocks they had at home. My friend was bedazzled with the story about the clocks. Again pennies on the dollar for these clocks.
The sellers made an appointment with my friend to meet them in a very bad neighborhood in the hood. Probably the worst part of Detroit. I was listening to the conversation. My friend was going to meet these guys through the week on a week day.
As listened to the meet arrangement it was on a very bad street, a two story flat type home the top floor entrance was around to the back of the house. After he set the meet I asked him are you NUTS or STUPID Do not go meet these guys. Tell them to bring the clocks to the flea market next week.
Since the clocks were priced at pennies on the dollar my friend went to meet the sellers and had many thousand dollars with him. My best guess is over ten thousand. You guessed it the guy was mugged. The next week I seen my friend at the Flea market looking for those sellers.
I had to laugh at him for being so STUPID. I really didn't laugh but I had a big grin on my face when I called him STUPID. But greed is greed and a very powerful motive to get involed in a sitsuation like that. He never shared the story with anyone else and asked me to keep it under my hat. I agreed and never told anyone.I just shared the story with a few friends and kept his name out of it.
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