UTTER TRASH
I am a retired attorney in my mid 70s. I have been a collector of rock n' roll memorabilia for many decades and have accumulated a large collection of items. Ten years ago Collectors Weekly wrote a long article about my collection. If you type into your computer "Blueprint for the Occupy Movement" you will see it.
I recently decided to sell some of my collection. I have a number of original 3 day tickets to the Woodstock Music Festival in 1969. The tickets are in mint condition. I have been selling them to various places in the Bay area. I found this miniscule record store on the internet and have never been a prior customer. I called to see if they might be interested in purchasing some of them.
I called the telephone number listed online. I said "I would like to speak to the owner". Immediately the person on the other end hung up the phone. I waited a bit and called back. I spoke to someone who identified themself as Chris. He said that he was the owner. I told him what I had. He said that he was interested in purchasing some of them. I set up a specific appointment to come to the store and bring them with me.
It took me about a 30 minutes to get to the store from my home. Much to my astonishment, he was not there. Again, I made a specific appointment with him. His employee had no idea what I was talking about. This is incredibly rude and classless. He had my telephone number, yet never gave me the simple courtesy of calling me and saying "Don't come. I won' be there." I drove back home. The trip probably cost me over $10 in gasoline.
Two days later I received a phone call from him. He did not apologize. He said during the conversation 4 different times that he was interested in purchasing "all' of my Woodstock tickets. He repeatedly said that he would pay "a grand" for all of them. He told me that I should come to the store between 2:00 and 3:00 pm. I told him that I would be there at 2:30. I packed up my tickets.
Yesterday I drove to the store with 50 Woodstock tickets. Unbelievably, he was not there AGAIN. He was able to call me on Sunday to say that he wanted to buy all of my tickets, but couldn't have the simple human decency to call me the following day and tell me not to come. This is beyond belief.
I have dealt with, in long life and professional career, a large number of jerks, liars, scoundrels, miscreants, and other assorted human low lifes. However, in the panoply of all of endless human contacts, one person stands head and shoulders above the rest. He is the MVP in the Hall of Fame of Deplorables.
To do this to someone once is disgusting. To do this to someone TWICE-within 1 week is astonishingly rude and really classless. His word means absolutely nothing. If he says that today is Tuesday, check your calendar before you believe him. You simply cannot take whatever he says at face value.
If you are interested in buying or selling vinyl records or other memorabilia, go to Down Home Music in El Cerrito or Groove Yard in Rockridge. I have dealt with both of them. They are professional, gentlemanly, fair, and have very good prices. Most important, they are honest. read more