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Something You Should Know About -- 'Auctions'
I bought an older dresser at an auction late last month, and also snagged what I believe’s a super ancient chair. Both, I think, are solid oak, and luckily the dresser is nicely trimmed with fancy bits of carving here and there. But the guy who’d bid against me - after fin’ly dropping out - quite enthusiastically high-fived a nearby friend!! And, as I watched with some dismay as he kept taking shots, oddly...virtually every time his bidding war would end... When he’d actually win a piece - he’d frown - and grit his teeth...and when he’d fail to win one - he would he grin from ear to ear!?! And subsequently - glancing back and forth between the two - I noticed his strong resemblance to...that’s right...the auctioneer! These two guys, believe me, could ‘ve easily passed for twins! The only minor difference was the guy there in the crowd Had a tiny mustache, and his hair was not as dark. Well...being well known by all for being -- financially well endowed, I began suspecting that the two were in cahoots, running me up on everything I raised my hand to buy! I’d paid a pretty penny for the dresser and the chair, planning on restoring them and then to prob’ly try Selling them on ebay for a profit. So I thought! But the bid for only stripping them was more than I could get After restoration - if they looked as good as new! But...that’s another story I’ve been trying to forget! Back to what I figured out this very active bidder was, in fact, accomplishing by taking hefty shots At very close to everything...then -- showing his remorse for - those he’d win...and - great delight for all his -- un-won lots !?!? Something wasn’t jiving. His responses seemed reversed! Why the heck, I wondered - after coming out on top - Would a winning bidder roll their eyes and look so miffed...and act so unexpectedly when bidding wars would stop? Doing a little checking with the checkout gal, Nadine...I asked her, “Does this auctioneer have fam’ly living near?” “He’s got a brother,” she replied, “they look a lot alike, an’, bein’ that he’s a dealer, you can bet your life - he’s here!” “A small mustache and graying hair?”...I quizzed her once again. “That’s Bernard,” she countered, “and as hard as Leonard tries To keep his business going he’s a fool to let his brother leave before he pays him for the merchandise he buys!” Well...what she didn’t realize was - bidder number 10 wasn’t actually buying... he was - running up the bid - And knowing how persistent anxious bidders tend to be...and knowing those who were would keep on bidding ‘til he did - Bernie wouldn’t drop his hand ‘til Lenny’d give the signal, then hammer off the item to the one poor fool still trying, And all the while the ‘unawares’ had no idea at all the guy who’d kept on ‘bumping’ them was never actually buying! Not that many auctioneers will stoop to doing this...and I can certainly understand their need to make some dough... Trouble is, too many...when they bid on things they own...tend to wait a bit too long before they’ll - let them go!
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