JwRosenthal
·I’m finally down below 100…👎
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It's not that I want to keep them, more that the thought of the hassle of selling them -- all the tyre-kicker nimrods with their "Would you accept $813 for your Ed White?" -- exhausts me before I even get round to taking the photos
14 is overwhelming - I cannot imagine adding an 8 to that number.
My hat is off good sir.
This ↑ 1000%... I am not that opposed to selling so much as a general detest for cheap, moronic, knuckle dragging, mouth-breathing humans. And selling something, anything, typically requires human interaction.
This ↑ 1000%... I am not that opposed to selling so much as a general detest for cheap, moronic, knuckle dragging, mouth-breathing humans. And selling something, anything, typically requires human interaction.
Last time I edged toward a sale it was immediately kiboshed when the potential buyer offered me 50% of my asking price but then vehemently added, "I can do PayPal right now, no questions asked, like IMMEDIATELY RIGHT NOW. I've got cash money burning my fingers. Not EVEN KIDDING."
Please, bruh, please just go the fυck away.
I’ve had advise as follows, “make a discard list and be ruthless about it.” Then see where you are. I don’t imagine I’ll get to where @Duracuir1 is however. I’ve managed to sell two so far. It’s work but its getting easier.
I’ve pared my collection down to 15 watches and I haven’t purchased a watch since … oh, alright damn it, since last month. There, I said it. 😀
This reminds me of a valuable lesson I learned the hard way. About thirty years ago, when I was still at my first job and I'd had to move all of my adolescent crap out of my parents' house to the tiny apartment I occupied at a boarding school in the American Midwest, I lugged a collection (a charitable description) of comic books into my flat in a dormitory. I probably had a few thousand comics, all carefully preserved in mylar sleeves, mostly nondescript stuff mingled in with some rare issues. A couple of students noticed what I had over the following weeks, and asked if they could take a closer look. At the time, I had lots to do, very little money, and no room to keep them, so of course I figured, "What the hell - why not?"
In about a month, they read through much of the collection, and (unbeknownst to me) reached out to a couple of comic stores in the area. They eventually asked if I was determined to keep the comics, and, in my youthful ignorance and frustration, I said that I'd be willing to let them go (I really needed space in my apartment, and wasn't thinking long-term). So I told them that they could take them off my hands, and if they got anything for them, they could keep the proceeds.
They ended up with a bit more than $10,000 when they finished selling the comics. Mind you, this was the early '90s.
If only ...

All too often.
It's not that I want to keep them, more that the thought of the hassle of selling them -- all the tyre-kicker nimrods with their "Would you accept $813 for your Ed White?" -- exhausts me before I even get round to taking the photos
I can well understand your misgivings of selling shit.
Yeah my mates often say: “ You should sell that thing you don’t use” and I reply: “ I can’t be arsed going to all the trouble of listing it and then dealing with all the flippers, chancers, scammers, numpties, time wasters, no shows, and all the fuckwittery associated with dealing with the public.”
I refuse to use public transport because they let…….well………..the public use it 😁 if I could have a private train…..I’d be all over it! 😁