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I wonder how many of you sellers make their sales through Antique Malls, I operate numerous booths of various sizes through a single Antique Mall in Southern California. Now I am willing to put up with many things, people can call me every name they can think of under the sun, they can spread gossip about my private life and make stories up to fill in what they don’t know, and they don’t really know anything at all because my private life stays private, except of course my thoughts and comments about buying and selling that I post on here, as you have noticed though I don’t really enter into details of myself or my private life.

It takes a lot to get me to tipping point where I finally lose control. Well here’s a story of the one time I really lost it with another dealer.

I took in a couple of pieces of furniture to replace sold furniture into the mall. I tidy up the booths and make them look at least presentable, I then go round and tidy up the other booths that I operate, giving them a quick clean etc.

I walk back to the rear of the store and happen to look down and on one of the pieces of furniture I had just put in and piled on top of this furniture was product from another booth. I had just gotten through taking the misplaced products back to their rightful booths and since the furniture was not in the store until I carried over the threshold of the store that morning like a groom carrying his new bride over the door of their first home!

I was so angry, I went down and had to walk round and calm down, My anger level was off the scale. I we still so pissed at it, not just because the only dealers in the store were the dealers that every calls the crazies but because they stood there waiting for me to find it and when I looked round and they had their shit eating grins on their faces laughing.

I calmed enough to go into the owners office and told him to fax the sales report to me and then finally lost my cool.

I told him that I have had their shit up to the eyeballs and I was sick Of their games, explained that this had gone on since before dad died and that I would tidy the booths and look round and find rap from other booths dumped or thrown where I had just cleaned and that it was only the crazies that were in the store and that this time it was blatantly obvious because they dumps it on something that I had only just brought into the store.

This is just one pet peeve, it drives me crazy, people should have the decency if they find something in their booth that belongs to another to take it to the correct booth, don’t dump it into another persons booths and don’t do just because you have an irrational hatred of someone.

You can tell that it made me angry, it took place on Monday morning and it is now Wednesday evening and I have just calmed enough to say something.

I made it my new year resolution to not put up with crap from others and stand up for myself! This is just a start, from now on I refuse to deal with people that I have either shirked away from or ignored it. Time to be strong and stand up to these people!

Another peeve from antique malls is when they don’t contact you when you sell large items or items of high value and then you arrive after traveling to the store only to find out that you will have to go home again and bring in a piece to fill the gap or spread out other pieces to make it look okay until you next come in. It is so frustrating.

Well off to continue calming down lol, thank you for letting me vent this, my single follower!


A few years ago I heard someone say that a person loved their stuff too much, at the time I didn’t really understand, or rather grasp, what they meant…

…that as until today!

There wasn’t really that many local garage or estate sales and I didn’t feel like driving out of town so I got up at my normal time and left for one at the far side of town. Needless to say that it takes 15 minutes to get there and with an opening time of 8am and my arrival of 6.15 in the morning I had quite a wait.

I decided to just sit and listen to music on the iPhone and shortly one of the antique dealers that lives in the valley, he’s an elderly gay man who is like an old fish wife, he gossips about everyone and if he doesn’t have any gossip he makes it up to fit his whims.

To say the least I will not talk to him, I’ve been the subject of his venomous gossip and enough said, one day I might tell you about it, lol.

Shortly after another dealer, John, I never really spoke to him or his wife until just before Dad passed away and I usually say hello to them when I see them out and about.

I continued waiting then another couple of dealers arrived, I never remember their names, I’ve heard the lady being referred to as “Ma Hen” and was told that it is because she is like a mother hen and very protective of her very quiet husband.

finally the garage sale opens. I had read in the advertisement that they had a Singer 301 sewing machine which is a Featherweight model and I thought that I could resell for about $300.

I get in, pick up the machine and ask the price, before she could answer I hear Jim whine that I had the sewing machine and that I was getting the only good thing there. I ignored him.

The reply was $400, I nearly choked and said, I will have to pass, it is just more than I really want to pay for it. She replied, you can make an offer and I could only respond with “You really don’t want to hear what I would offer so I will just pass on it”.

So I learnt finally what Loving their stuff means,

I did buy a few things that I can put into the antique mall or take to Rosebowl flea market or try on eBay.

Oh, the offer that I refrained from making?

That offer would have been $75, at the most $100, cheap bastard I hear you say….

…well it is relative to the others that I have bought in better condition with prices ranging from $20 to $50 and I have seen another dealer pay just $5 for one.

I have one that has been in the display case in the Antique Mall for two years and I only have $280 price on it and the customers are guaranteed 10% off and I would accept an offer of up to 15 or maybe 20% off.

Well I saved on gas, saved on spending too much and had a quiet day instead.