My tale of woe, stupidity, and Friday the 13th bad luck
Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 11:27 pm
A couple Friday's ago (12/13 to be exact), I was getting ready to pay into FNM at the LGS. So Im standing there and overhear this kinda goofy fella talking to the manager.
"Those cards the people back there are playing with, how do you know if they're worth anything?"
Manager says it's hard to tell, depends on the card. Dude says "I was wondering because I bought a big box of them at an estate sale. A bunch of them are individually wrapped and stuff."
Here's where I step in and tell him I'd be interested in looking. Dude introduces himself. I tell him I'll give him a call tomorrow, pull out my cell and ask for his number. "It's ###-###-##, no, wait, it's ###-###-####." I call the number and wait for his to ring. "
Left it in the car." he says. OK. Whatever, I'll call you tomorrow.
Well the next day I go to call. No answer. At all. I did a reverse lookup on it and find it's an unassigned landline number. Oh S-H-I-T!
I've spent the last almost month trying everything I could to track this dude down. LGS store manager says he didn't buy anything and can't remember if the girl he was with did or not, and they have no vid in house. Called a cop friend and he talked the anchor store security guys to turn over parking lot video at the time the dude was leaving the store. He could see the guy, and his car, but not get the plate number.
It's killing me to know there's some guy out there with a box of cards from an estate sale that are valuable enough to be individually sleeved, and he doesn't really know what they're worth. All I can imagine is a giant pile of Black Lotuses and Moxen!
So, I know this guy's first name and that he drives (but maybe not owns, as he was with some chick) a late
model blue or green Ford Explorer. Any ideas on how to track him down?
"Those cards the people back there are playing with, how do you know if they're worth anything?"
Manager says it's hard to tell, depends on the card. Dude says "I was wondering because I bought a big box of them at an estate sale. A bunch of them are individually wrapped and stuff."
Here's where I step in and tell him I'd be interested in looking. Dude introduces himself. I tell him I'll give him a call tomorrow, pull out my cell and ask for his number. "It's ###-###-##, no, wait, it's ###-###-####." I call the number and wait for his to ring. "
Left it in the car." he says. OK. Whatever, I'll call you tomorrow.
Well the next day I go to call. No answer. At all. I did a reverse lookup on it and find it's an unassigned landline number. Oh S-H-I-T!
I've spent the last almost month trying everything I could to track this dude down. LGS store manager says he didn't buy anything and can't remember if the girl he was with did or not, and they have no vid in house. Called a cop friend and he talked the anchor store security guys to turn over parking lot video at the time the dude was leaving the store. He could see the guy, and his car, but not get the plate number.
It's killing me to know there's some guy out there with a box of cards from an estate sale that are valuable enough to be individually sleeved, and he doesn't really know what they're worth. All I can imagine is a giant pile of Black Lotuses and Moxen!
So, I know this guy's first name and that he drives (but maybe not owns, as he was with some chick) a late
model blue or green Ford Explorer. Any ideas on how to track him down?